(Get) A Sporting Life

When it all comes down it, I really am quite a loyal fellow... most of the time. Damn qualifiers. Damn germane qualifiers. You see, the thing is, every once in awhile situations will arise that expand my sporting world in ways I would have originally thought impermissible. I'll just come right out and say it. I sometimes find myself rooting for the Minnesota Twins and Chelsea. Look, I can explain... The Twins thing is really a matter of convenience. I live in "Twins Territory" so those are the baseball games most often on television. I'm a firm believer that any baseball, even inferior American League baseball, is better than no baseball, so I've watched a lot of Twins broadcasts over the last six years. I know the players and a bit about the ins and outs of the organization. Now, it isn't quite the same as my love affair with my hometown Cardinals. I don't get pissy when the Twins lose, and I certainly haven't forgiven the Twins cheating t...

And I don't mean the usual winter weather we experience here in Wisconsin (state motto "We do nothing but drink beer and eat cheese and brats because its winter six months of the year you jackwagon"). No, its the weather in England that is annoying the hell out of me, especially since the UK can be absolutely crippled by 4 inches of snow. Well, they have had much more than 4 inches lately, the result of which is a slew of cancelled fixtures. My Notts County has played only once in nearly three weeks. Even the EPL, with its fancier turf managing systems, was decimated this weekend with only two matches being played one of which will not be the Chelsea v. Man U. game today. It has gotten so bad I may be forced to desperate measures. Yes, that is right. Watching the NFL. Luckily I have beer, cheese and brats.