Go Patriots

So the NFL playoffs are here. For as much as I love football, I am crushed (although not surprised) that my team (the San Francisco 49ers) did not make the playoffs. So in order to make the next few weeks bearable, I must find another team to bandwagon on. My team is, of course, the New England Patriots. Not because they have won three Super Bowl titles in the last five years or their namesake was a lightening rod during Sept. 11, but because their hottie of a quarterback is San Mateo County native Tom Brady. And I must reinterate, hottie. Oh yeah.

With that said, I can’t stand it when I tune into ESPN and hear commentators spouting…that the Patriots will win the Super Bowl, New England is the only team that deserves to even be in the Super Bowl, and blah blah blah. And I'm also tired of people saying "it may not be pretty, but you have to love the Patriots." Well....why? Why, exactly, do I have to love the Patriots? I'm not writing a research paper on football strategy. I'm just trying to be entertained for a few hours on a Sunday afternoon. I want to say "whoa, what a play!" Not, "wow, this game plan is sublime." After all, what do I care? I work hard all week, and I like to be entertained over the weekend. Is that too much to ask? I can't just enjoy sports on TV, now I've got to "appreciate" it? In the words of Aristotle, screw that.

As Belichick and other high-horse coaches are so quick to point out, fans like me are stupid, and don't understand the extremely complex nuances of this game of football, which apparently is on par with quantum physics in degree of difficulty. So I'm going to root accordingly.

Go Patriots. Move that…what is it called now? Ball, down the field and…um…score. Right. I think I almost had it that time.