Cedar Crest College newspaper since 1923
By: Rebekkah Parsons, Copy Editor
When the leaves on the trees begin to change color girls let loose. They start to buy pumpkin everything- in fact, it’s often referred to as Pumpkin season.
Every company sells pumpkin coffee, pumpkin this and pumpkin that. But you can keep your pumpkin, just give me some good old fashioned football. That’s where it’s at in the fall.
I love football and I’m not ashamed to say it. In fact, I’ll scream it from the rooftops. I don’t care what people say- I am a girl and I love football. Yet, for some people that’s hard to understand. But why?
Nobody blinks their eye when a girl says that they like any other sport, but when a girl likes football there’s so much explaining to do. There’s so many stereotypes that surround a female football fan. But here’s the truth, I just love the sport of football.
It has nothing to do with the players. In fact, the hot players are just an added bonus. To me, it’s about the sport itself. I love waking up on Sunday mornings and turning on Sportscenter or NFL network to hear about the predictions of that days games. I love having a fantasy team and yes, I take it very seriously.
I’m from a family that loves football. I mean, loves the sport. For years, we had football parties. We’d have more than one TV playing more than one game. We’d eat food and scream at the game. For 20 years of my life, that’s been the big sport in my life.
I mean, even when I watch the game myself I yell at the game. I fire players who make stupid mistakes. I consider it a personal victory when my team wins. There’s something about the game that makes it so great.
Nothing and I mean nothing beats the intensity of a football game. Every single play is important. Every move that is made on the field matters. One single play is a deciding factor of so much. The game is unpredictable. It’s a game where even the underdog can win. Those nail biting games and the game winning plays are what I live for. They make me nervous, but excited all at once.
Without football, fall would be just another season (a beautiful one, but not the same). I don’t care about the pumpkin stuff. I do enjoy the changing colors of the leaves. But to me, fall means one thing and one thing only: football season.