Football at Ithaca

So I am a little less sad about Tom Brady.  A little.  I mean, there are a lot of very happy Jets fans around here.  Friend A said it best, "Okay, so as a Jets fan, I'm psyched.  As a football fan, I think Brady's one of the best ever, and seeing as he may never be the same, I'm really bummed."  I had a nice talk with Amma yesterday, and I guess Cassel get his first chance to start...since high school.

Classes were good yesterday, and that night I had a Society of Professional Journalists meeting, and I joined.  Then I headed over to the dorm that gets cable, and watched the first Monday Night Football game.  It was a good one.  Aaron Rogers was pretty exciting.  Here's the thing about watching football with guys that play fantasy football religiously: it is scary.  They know just about everything about every player, even the random ones no one ever really talks about.  But it's also fun, because I learn, and I know enough to not look like an idiot.  I also can't really announce that I think Adrian Peterson is attractive, in this setting, which is something I would normally proclaim very loudly while watching at home.  

I am totally rooting for Rogers.  When SI asked about the Lambeau leap he performed after scoring on a sneak, he said, "I've been dreaming about that for four years, to be honest."

That's pretty sweet. 

There's a comic tonight that I'm going to go see, and for once I actually have no meetings to attend today.  Just classes.  Tomorrow will be insanely busy with four classes, a field hockey game, and a speaker I am required to see for my seminar class, all back to back.

Eeep!