Er, not that I ever pay much attention. I'm married to a Packers' fan, so there is much joy in the house tonight after the Big Win. But generally, I'm fairly ignorant of which team is a contender for which bowl game. I can't see what's so interesting about football, okay? It's a bunch of big, beefy guys grunting wildly, and doing little victory dances, and shouting at the umpires. Plus there's the actual football players.

Maybe it's the incredibly vapid sports talk that the announcers babble. Someone is always saying, "They came to play, Bob!" Sheesh, what else did they come to do, dance the gavotte? Or John Madden, who has cloned himself (I'm pretty sure of this, because he announces every game simultaneously, as far as I've observed), makes some sentimental comment like, "You know, Dick, they just don't make great coachs like Wally Wiffledink any more." What, the patent ran out? Someone left the oven on too long?

Okay, okay. So I'm a heathen. I still don't know what a down is, all right? And don't tell me, either. I've had about fifty jillion guys try to explain it to me over the years. Actually, I've had several women try to explain it, too, but I'm an equal-opportunity football dork. It's me, I freely admit it. I think football is a dumb game. Just a lot of guys running around on the field after a ball. Sheesh.

Man, though, I can't wait for baseball season to start. Now there's a great game.