Great sendoff to the #BCS season, and for Dad before he does his snowbird thing

Dear James, Daniel and Emily,

Dad came over to watch the BCS national championship game last night, as a last visit before he goes to AZ for the snow bird thing. And couldn't have picked a better game to watch, a fitting send off for the end of the college football season and for Dad.

I got my love of football from my father, and to some extent I got my fanaticism and addiction to it as well. I doubt I would have taken the sport as seriously or had nearly as many emotional ups & downs without that influence in my life. And it is also in line with that that I am trying to reduce my sport watching and fanaticism as a way of following in his foot steps. So of course we watched the game together.

That was a really good game. I am sure that a really good team won the game, and as a result was crowned 'National Champions'. But I am not 100% certain that the best team won the game. I think it was truly fitting that 2 so closely matched teams played a game that was won on the last play of the game. Auburn certainly played their hearts out, and deserved to win. But they got their share of breaks, while Oregon really could not buy a break, strictly making their luck most of the game. It was one of those games that if they played again a week from now there is no guarantee that the team that won the first time would win a second time, and that a third match up would not flip flop again. But in the end we had a fitting end, a close game, which either team could have won, or deserved to win. And if you don't have a horse in the race like we did last night, you couldn't have asked for a better out come.

Which unfortunately makes a game last night a classic Godfather III moment for me. Every time I want to swear off the game, stop watching it etc. I watch a game like last night, and get sucked back in. Because last night had virtually all of the elements that make watching football fun for me, and none of the negatives (beyond some cynical comments at the end about how Auburn will enjoy this title until it gets vacated, or how Cam Newton's first person he wanted to thank was his accountant who found a great way to hide that money he got). So it goes again, the NFL playoffs beckon, and coaching hiring questions swirl for my favorite teams. So I will keep watching when I can, and follow the news with every second online. And hope that maybe next year is the year I can make that break (or not...).