Bowling Me Over

This past weekend featured a major sporting event, the NFL championship game, which goes by a registered trademark so I will not mention it to make sure I won't get into any trouble.  I barely watched any of it.  I watched the last few minutes of the first half so I would be prepared for the halftime show (Justin Timberlake underwhelmed).  I caught the occasional play before watching the final fifteen minutes straight to see who won, although that was only about two-and-a-half minutes of actual game play.  Frankly, I find it hard to watch an entire game or sporting event, especially football, which I still have a hard time of figuring out.  I just never got into sports as a kid, and it has become harder to do so now as an adult.  I actually watched more golf this past Sunday than football.  I technically hate golf, too.  Okay, I actually used to like golf when I was younger, maybe when I was in my early twenties.  I a got older, I found a distaste for the sport, barely paying much attention to it at all.  Last year,  a friend invited me to join an online golf game (the same one a mentioned last week) and it began to rekindle something in me.  For the last few weeks, I have found myself watching golf, especially the numerable playoffs that seem to be happening.  In the next few weeks, my attention will be turning to NASCAR racing and I will be watching a lot less golf.  Still, I might find myself watching a few rounds for a half hour or so, like I did this past Sunday.  I doubt I will ever play though, unless a friend tries to forcibly take me to a course (or wants to legally adopt me, either option might work 😉).  There was one other 'sporting' event a watched on Sunday, Puppy Bowl XIV.  I have watched it more many of the last few years.  However, this year's episode may have been over-the-top.  I normally like watching the pups and finding out about the histories.  I frequently find myself crying, at times.  This year, there was an 'official' pre-game show, a chicken performing the anthem, barnyard cheerleaders (piglets, bunnies, and ducklings), a manipulated kitten half-time show, and the usual antics.  The assistant referee sloth was too much!  Sure, they are trendy animals, but their exotic nature puts them outside of the normal for the show.  The product placements were more prominent than usual as well.  I watched a little more than half of the show over the many times it re-aired over the day.  It didn't even feature my favorite dog breed!  I rarely does, but still.  Anyway, there is always the Westminster dog show next week.  Now that is a real event.  More about dogs next week in honor of the show.