Lit Journalism Piece

This is just what I have so far... there is def more to come very soon. I thought it would be interesting to write about something that was on my "things I would never write about" list...look at me taking chances. :)


I’m sitting in between all these crazy people. I just don’t get them at all. They stare and scream as if it is the end of the world. I think to myself, “So your teams not winning, who cares, and seriously, it’s not the end of the world!” I wouldn’t dare say that out loud here, in their territory, or they might come after me with pitch forks and blazing torches. I am afraid of these stat talking, jersey wearing, beer drinking, intense football fans. I sit quietly, hands folded, uncomfortably smiling as if I know what’s going on.

"I swear all you guys ever talk about are sports, don't you ever get tired of it?" I know I do! But that was a dumb question and so the following one probably was also, "Why is it that you like this so much?"
One of the guys answered, "If you think that this is bad then you need to wait until baseball season, this is nothing, you haven't seen obsessed."
If this wasn't obsession then I couldn't tell Adam from Eve. These were my friends and they were all sports fans, if I would have found out during the screening process I'm sure I wouldn't have let them through but somehow we ended up here, at a sports bar. (Macho, macho, macho men, I want to beeeeeeee a macho man) watching the game.
Guy #2 looked at me and shook his head slightly, "Your just not a fan so you'll never understand."
"Ok, so why don't you tell me?" Personally I don't think that I could ever enjoy watching football, I'm just not interested in what team won, who did this, who made that play...blah blah blah...he was probably right I would never get it, "So don't you feel like it takes up entirely too much time out of your life always needing to watch and keep track?" I continued, "Is the reason you like it because football is a type of security blanket, they are a constant in your life, like they will always be there no matter what, every Sunday and Monday?" I just needed some psychological reason why, why, why?
Everyone starts yelling, "Yeah!!!" People are cheering, clapping, giving each other high fives, low fives, wedgies, wet willies, all while wetting their pants with excitement. At this point Guy #2 stopped listening to what I was saying...