Saturday, September 8, 2012

The September of My (every) Years

This picture is a metaphor.
When it comes to sports, September is kind of a lame month.  Let me count the ways:

1) The AAA season is over.  No more fun Sky Sox games.

2) Football is starting which means that the MLB season will be over soon.  I dread the offseason, where I will be stuck scouring the internet for Adrián Beltré highlights for blog fodder.

3) All of the sports media everywhere is covering football much more than baseball, despite exciting playoff races and the fact that baseball is superior in every way.

4) I'm really not excited about football starting.  Tim Tebow isn't with the Broncos anymore.  (I'm much more excited about RGIII with the Skins than I am about the Peyton Manning.)  The Buffs are no good.  I rarely get to see any Baylor games.  At least I can listen to Air Force games on the radio.

5) Insert Jay's BCS rant here.

6) Yes, the title of this post is a reference to a great song.

7) Honestly.  I'd rather have a RGIII jersey (preferably a Baylor one) than a Peyton Manning Broncos jersey.

8) This list has officially gotten away from me.  I think I'm going to go watch Moneyball again.


  1. September and October are the best sports months. You get both baseball and football, what could be better.

    1. It bugs me that baseball takes a backseat to football on sports talk radio etc. I would much rather have four more months of summer with baseball only than fall with football so prominent.

      So are you going to watch your Hawkeyes on Dish or what?

  2. In Colorado, sports talk radio is already hyping football in June. But, it's September. My heart is breaking. and I face the fall alone. I'm a simple creature, tied to more primitive patterns and cycles. I need to think something lasts forever, and it might as well be that state of being that is a game; it might as well be that, in a green field, in the sun.
    I already miss baseball. I miss Bart Giamatti.

    1. This is exactly how I feel. As bad as the Rockies have been this year, I do not want their season to end.

  3. I love summer too much to want to give it up :'(

    Too many cold, rainy, snowy, bleak days and nights in marching band during football season has helped me realize baseball is the sport for me. I can hear the organist playing the "Charge" motif now :-)