Football basically ruined my life from the time I was a baby until now. All my life my dad would only watch football and never play with me, help me with homework, help my mom with the house, cook dinner except for TV dinners and hot dogs when my mom was at work, and my birthday happened to be around the same time as the Super Bowl and if my party was on a Sunday then he wouldn't even hardly participate except during commercials. For him the season starts with the first round of drafts and ends after the post-season specials are over. It is always more important than his whole family, and as a result I have always hated it with a complete passion, from the way it totally dominates all school activities to the exclusion of any other activity (Like science and stuff like that), to the way minor stories about players take on the important status of major national news. But I'm from a Texas town and I guess I have an unrealistic prejudice against it that way.