For most of us, we are rooting for a proxy team for the last three games of the NFL season. For me, it's the Packers, because they are my second favorite team to the Seahawks. Not because they beat the Seahawks. As for the rest of you rooting for your number one team, may the best team win.
When the season began in September, each one of us eagerly watched our respective teams with a critical eye, breaking down every play, praising or criticizing the coaches' calls, praising or criticizing the individual players' performance, and generally putting together a good assessment of their chances of going to the playoffs. Moving into October, that assessment began to gel into a more informed outlook, and by November, that outlook had firmed up into fairly certain knowledge of your team's chances. However, when December reared her cold, snowy head, most of us knew our team wasn't getting in, some of us needed this many or that many wins, and some of us were secure, knowing we were in already. Of course, Patriots, Packers, and Cowboys fans knew long before December, but...whatever.
But throughout the whole season, something was happening to almost all of us. We were forming a habit. That's right! You might be in denial now, but just you wait until after February 3rd! What are you going to do then? Huh? Watch the Pro bowl? I can tell you, that's like a smoker using the patch instead of lighting up a flavor-filled smoky treat. It's kinda not all bad, but you have to grit your teeth and go with it, or lose your mind completely. Some years, I boycott the Pro Bowl altogether, choosing to quit cold turkey rather than prolong the pain that is the NFL off-season.
The first weeks after the Superbowl, I like to turn to action flicks. They give me the satisfaction of seeing things blow up, a sort of placebo effect to replace Patrick Kerney's punishing sacks. And having bullets fly all over the place while the hero utters some testosterone-driven witty one-liner is a good stand-in for seeing Hasselbeck throw yet another TD pass to Bobby Engram. Of course, you can substitute your own favorite players here.
So since we all know what's coming, what are you going to do to fight the NFL DT's next month? If you deny it's coming, we can always have an intervention. But if you stand up and admit your addiction, you can meet it head-on and beat it down with a resolve that can only be found in the deepest parts of your soul.
I ask again: WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?