My Team

As most of you are aware of, this Sunday is the Super Bowl. I’m usually excited about the Super Bowl regardless of who is playing, but this year, I’m even more excited. My Carolina Panthers are playing in it.

One of the questions I get most often when people find out that I like the Panthers is: Why do you like Carolina? You’re not from there.

I’ve said it before on this blog, and I’ll say it again, just because you’re from, or live in, a certain area doesn’t mean you have to root for the local team. That’s not how it works.

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My Football Jerseys

I own eight football jerseys. It seems that no matter which one I wear, I always get at least one comment about them. Whether it’s one of the older ones I wear to work, or one of my newer ones that I’ll wear out and about, someone always feels the need to say something about them to me. When out in public, it’s usually some comment about the team I’m wearing. Either they really like them, or it’s a cacophony of “Your team sucks!”

The people at work however, comment about something else. They comment on the amount of teams that I have a jersey for. All of my college jerseys are for the same team. It’s all about my Ohio State Buckeyes. I have four Ohio State jerseys. My NFL jerseys are a different story.

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Letter To Strangers

Dear people I haven’t met,

This might be a little hard for you to understand, but just because I’m wearing a football shirt (whether Ohio State or Carolina Panthers), it doesn’t mean I want you to come up and talk to me about it. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy talking about football. I just like to do it with family or friends, not random assholes that happen to be in my vicinity. I know that may sound harsh, especially since I try to be nice to everyone I meet (as I was raised), but there is a reason for me saying that.

Example 1: Today, at work, I was in the middle of a project. Someone who works for the other company in the building, who I had never seen before, comes walking by me. After seeing my shirt (A red t-shirt that says “Ohio State Buckeyes football” on it), he stops.

“Is Ohio State going to beat Michigan State in the Big 10 championship game on Saturday,” he asks.

I wanted to say something sarcastic, something like, “I must be wearing my fortune teller clothes today, otherwise how could you have known that I can predict the future?” I held my tongue, though, because, once again, I was raised to be nice. Also, I was at work and I didn’t want to risk getting in trouble.

So, I played nice and gave him the short version of my opinion on the game. I didn’t want to spend too much time on it because I had to get my work done. When I was done, he said a few things and I gave him the “I’m not paying attention, but good point” head nod. Thankfully, he finally took the hint as he walked away afterwards.

Less than a minute later is when I started calling him an asshole. Because he interrupted me, I lost track of what I had been doing and I now had to start my project over from the beginning. It took me 25 minutes to finish up something that would’ve only taken 5 more minutes had he just kept his mouth shut.

Example 2: In January of 2011, Mrs. Revis and I were shopping. Once again, I was wearing Ohio State gear, only this time, it was a jersey. We weren’t shopping for anything in particular, just kind of walking around when I heard someone say, “Hey.”

Since I didn’t recognize the voice, I kept walking. Then, they said, “Hey, Buckeye.”

With a sigh, I turned around and asked the guy what was up. He puts on a shit-eating grin and asks, “What does Ohio State’s football team have in common with marijuana?”

I didn’t care what his answer was going to be, so I simply played along and asked, “What?”

“They both get smoked in bowls.”

I will admit that it was a clever joke. During Jim Tressell’s run at Ohio State, with the exception of the year they won the National Championship, his teams didn’t do very good in bowl games.

However, that year (which turned out to be his last season because of the tattoo scandal), a year that they said a Big 10 school couldn’t beat an SEC team, my Buckeyes beat Arkansas in a BCS game.

So, in response to his joke, I said as I walked away, “Tell that to Arkansas.”

Either this guy was a Razorback fan (making him stupid for even bringing it up), or he was mentally unstable, because he went nuts when I said that. He started cursing and throwing a hissy fit in the middle of the store. Mrs. Revis and I got the hell out of there as quickly as we could because we didn’t want to end up on the news.

In conclusion, don’t assume that just because I like football that I’m willing to talk to anyone, at anytime, about it. If you feel that you must talk to me about it, at least ask if I have time to talk about it first. I might be in the middle of something. I could be working, or trying to have some family time. Or maybe I just won’t be in the mood to be hounded by weird strangers who assume I care what they think about football.

My Football Year

My football year was kind of disappointing. This is the first year in about 10 years that I didn’t play fantasy football. This was for a couple of reasons. One, even though I know there are free leagues out there, the one I normally play in has an entry fee and we’ve been broke ever since my wife has gone on maternity leave. Two, I just haven’t had the time since Baby E has been born. Continue reading

Now I’m Starting To Get Pissed

I’m going to go on a rant here. I know some of you might say I’m only doing it because I’m an Ohio State fan, but that’s only part of it. The other part is just pure outrage at an injustice.

Once again, Cris Carter was passed over for the NFL Hall of Fame. How this keeps happening is beyond me, especially if you look at who did make it: Curtis Martin, Willie Roaf, Dermonti Dawson, Cortez Kennedy, and Chris Doleman. I’ll give them Doleman, Roaf, and maybe Dawson, but Martin and Kennedy? Really? To me, anyways, those guys were good, not great. Cris Carter was the 2nd best wide receiver in NFL history, behind Jerry Rice. That’s not just my opinion, his stats back it up. Were Martin or Kennedy the 2nd best at their respective positions? Nope. Martin’s not even in the top 10 of all time great running backs, and if Kennedy makes the top 10 at defensive tackle, it’s just barely.

Not only was Carter the 2nd best wide receiver in history, he did it with a bunch of crappy quarterbacks throwing it to him. Except for Warren Moon, who only played two-and-a-half seasons with the Vikings, Carter spent his career with below average QBs throwing the ball to him. Jerry Rice had 2 Hall of Fame QBs throwing the ball to him for 99% of his career (Montana and Young). Carter had Daunte Culpepper and Brad Johnson. There’s a Grand Canyon sized dropoff there.

Hall of Fame voters, I have two words for you: FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NE vs. Den

This game sucks. As most of you know, I hate the Patriots with a passion. I want them to lose every game for the remainder of time. However, if they lose this game, the media will be doing nothing but kissing Tebow’s ass for at least another week.

I am getting so sick of hearing about Tebow. All TV coverage, whether it’s ESPN or NFL Network, has been all about Tebow. I know that nobody expected him to be able to lead the Broncos past the Steelers, but, seriously, stop talking about him already. He’s not that good. He’s not that interesting. Let it go.