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Monday, August 9, 2004
August football? Yuck.
Feh! Football in August!
I’m well aware that this is Texas, and Texans love their football, but I just can’t get in the mood for pigskin when it’s 90-plus degrees. At night.
Tonight at 7, ABC has its annual Preseason Hall of Fame Game, which really is just a chance to give the “Monday Night Football” guys a chance to practice. The Denver Broncos play the Washington Redskins. So on top of being too hot— and too early — for a football game, the teams aren’t exactly the hot ones to watch.
Football is a fall sport and should be played when leaves fall and temperatures dip beneath body temperature. It should be played when sweaters, not tank tops, are worn outside and when the swimming pool doesn’t feel like bath water.
The seasonal calendar has been out of whack for years, and somebody should lead the charge to fix it. Maybe TV and the NFL should step up to the task. Maybe if football didn’t start during summer heat waves, other fall things wouldn’t start in summer either.
Like school. OK, I’m beginning to sound like Andy Rooney, but I’m on a roll, and my eyebrows really aren’t as bushy as his.
Anyway, school should start after Labor Day and end after Memorial Day. Back-to-school clothes should be long pants and long sleeves, and sweat should have dried up long ago.
And the fall TV season should start in a big burst the week of the Emmy Awards, not dribble out in July and August. This year, that would be Sept. 19. Let the networks pursue their year-round seasons — with summer series that end after Labor Day — but keep fall premieres intact.
Fall isn’t supposed to be an extension of summer. It’s unnatural. I say we start correcting the problem by taking football off TV in August.
Just a thought …
The Shame!!
My DVD player recently died. It swallowed up one of my fall previews and refused to spit it out. The gulped object was NBC’s pilot for “Joey.” Wonder if that’s a sign …
Anyway, the DVD player is dead, so when my husband and I decided to rent a movie last weekend, we had to wander through the pitiful and mostly empty aisles of tapes. I have strong anecdotal evidence now that VCRs are on the road to extinction.
All the shiny new movies are out on DVD; the also-rans and ancient flicks are on tape. Standing in the check-out line with a tape is like wandering into an electronics store and asking for a Hi-Fi. Sad, sad, sad.
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