It’s happening. The realization that happens after the confetti falls and you find yourself wondering what on earth to do now until Fall.
It happened to me sometime today. I was sitting in the waiting room of the dentist (Dentist said I have strong teeth as there were no cavities, no big deal) and I saw a newspaper on the chair next to me. The sports section was highlighting the Super Bowl in Minnesota and the aftermath. Then it just hit me like a ton of bricks. There won’t be another meaningful football thrown until September 2018.
Now I actually have to come up with things to do on Sunday’s. There’s only two things that I’ve ever known to kill a hangover outside of something like Pedialyte or Ibuprofen, and that’s football and winning money in Vegas. What do normal people do on a Sunday? I might have to become one of those people who go to the gym on a Sunday, which might not be a bad idea when you consider that “burrito monday” at Qdoba is a tradition at work.
I mean yeah at least we got the Timberwolves and Wild, both of which are competitive at the moment. We also have baseball starting up, I guess. But I really can’t get into baseball until like Memorial Day weekend. Side note, real bummer seeing the news today of Ervin Santana getting sidelined for a couple months.
So really the next big thing we have to look forward to is March Madness. I’m actually a huge fan of it. There’s absolutely nothing like the first weekend of it. The Thursday and Friday wall to wall games being on from like 11 am untill midnight is a sports fan’s dream. Plus nothing like yelling at nerds from Harvard because they bricked two open 3’s in a row when you have them against the spread.
But until then, we get what I consider is the worst overall month of the year in February. It’s dark, it’s cold, and there’s really not much going on. But once you hit March? That’s when you see the light at the end of the tunnel of winter. There’s hope in March, and that’s all we can ask for.
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