The Minnesota Vikings are on Monday Night Football tonight. I’m not quite sure if I’m going to watch.
Here in Peru proper football (what we call soccer) is king and the NFL isn’t even on the South American sports radar. However, the ESPN family of networks televises Monday and Sunday Night Football here. It must be because the European premier soccer league games are in the afternoons because of the time differences. That’s the only logical explanation I can think of.
Since I work every Monday evening, I can only get my football fix on Sunday nights. If you are a casual Vikings fan you know the last two times the Vikings have (dis)graced Sunday Night Football they’ve stunk the place up. Yes, I’ve watched. You would think after decades of disappointment that comes with being a Vikings fan I would learn to stay away. Like a drug addict, I keep hopping back on the wagon.
My addiction isn’t as raging as it once was. There was a time in the not-so-distant past when the NFL would wake me up on a Sunday and put me to bed. Every Sunday was a non-stop orgy of football and related programming. Then I moved for a job that forced me to work Sundays. Two years later I moved again, for an overnight job that forced me to attempt sleeping on Sunday afternoons. Now I live in Peru where American Football doesn’t matter.
It’s been a good, gradual withdrawal from the NFL. I’m still a fan, but it doesn’t come close to running my life. I’ve realized there are better things to do, like spend time with my wife. Maybe we’ll go to a movie, sit outside and enjoy the weather or I’ll watch the game.
So, basically, you’re admitting that you’re the reason they played so terribly in those Sunday night games.
Given that, I’d prefer you didn’t watch MNF because we really need to win-out and hope the Saints lose next weekend. 