What’s that you say? College football is back? How did that happen? It seems like I spent most of last year—and all of last August—obsessing over the coming season. (And if my TimeHop app is to be believed, I’ve spent all of August obsessing over the coming season for the past eight years.) But somehow the most wonderful time of the year snuck up on me in 2015.
1st down: Admittedly, it’s tough to get hyped for football when you’re busy getting hyped for (and subsequently enjoying) an African safari. But a more sinister influence may have been involved, too: winter.
For the first 26 years of my life, the start of football season meant that fall—and a break from 100+-degree temperatures—was nigh. In my 27th year of life, when I was brand new to Boston, the start of football season meant that fall—and its associated New English delights (Crisp weather! Leaf-peeping! Pumpkin beer!)—was nigh. But in my 28th year of life, the start of football season has me worried that winter—and its associated New English miseries (Blizzards! Six months of cold and darkness!)—is nigh.
It’s not that I’m not looking forward to football season—I am, after all, a red-blooded Texan and an SEC grad living in the most fall-tastic region of the country. It’s just that my excitement has been tempered slightly by what comes next.
2-point conversion: But never mind that! I’ve got three and a half months of gridiron greatness ahead of me before the worst of winter sets in, and I’m going to enjoy every last second. Clear my calendar, barricade the door, and turn off the phone because the main event kicks off tomorrow, and Sean and I aren’t leaving the house. No, seriously, he told me we’re not even allowed to pick up pizza. Delivery or death.
3 and out: Good thing I’ve already got our game day eats planned: bacon-egg-and-cheese stuffed biscuits in cream gravy while we’re watching ESPN College GameDay in the morning; buffalo chicken dip and maroon and white brownies while we’re watching literally everything else.
4th down: Including, of course, the fightin’ Texas Aggies. I’m cautiously optimistic about this season, and not sure what to expect from our game tomorrow night. But that didn’t stop me from being the only girl in New England to proudly display my school spirit on #CollegeColors Day today.
5(0) yard line: That’s not to say I haven’t enjoyed the previews that started on Thursday. North Carolina v. South Carolina? Check. TCU v. Minnesota? Check. Baylor v. SMU? Check!
Extra point: I’m participating in my very first NFL fantasy league this year, and it will surprise no one that I drafted Aggies almost exclusively. (Including the Broncos defense for Von Miller.) With so much maroon on the roster, Team Ur Going Meown is bound to win the tiara.