An Apology to My Father

Sound: "Blind" by the Talking Heads

Dear Dad,

I hereby formally apologize for all those Sundays during which I whined and complained and begged you to change the television and/or radio channel.  I apologize for all those times that I said football was boring, or stupid.  I was wrong.

FOOTBALL IS FREAKING AWESOME.

I suppose this realization started to dawn on me when you bought me tickets for the Niners-Broncos NFL exhibition game in London.  That was a great game.  And not just because it was one of the two games the Niners won during that season.

It was exciting!  The physicality!  The emotion!  The narrative!

Dad, I've finally seen the light.  It's what I've been missing all along: football is theater.  And it's really, really, really good theater.  It's awesome theater.

So I'm super sorry for being a little brat when I was young and ignorant, and promise that I will totally not complain the next time you want to watch the game.

In fact, I'll probably be yelling at the television screen along with you.

Because screw those replacement refs.  They can't make calls worth squat.

Love,
Morgan