My Take On Football

I hear about one thing all the time without understanding most of it. That thing is football. As a cross-country and track runner, I’ve never understood the appeal of playing football. Contact sports have never really been my thing; I’m not nearly aggressive enough. Besides, why willingly submit yourself to numerous injuries caused by other people when you could cause injury to yourself more easily? It just doesn’t make any sense to me. However, as I am a girl, my lack of any desire to play football competitively has not been a problem. But my dislike doesn’t stop there. I don’t even enjoy watching football. It just doesn’t interest me to watch boys in tight pants tackle each other or almost get into fights (not that I really go out of my way to watch other sports either). With this in mind, I was incredibly surprised to have had a good interaction playing football a few days ago.
Yesterday, my high school returned from retreat–three days in the beginning of every year designed to bring us closer together. The freshmen and sophomores go to one place while juniors and seniors go to another, which actually works out well. And I have to admit, it was pretty fun (despite the bed bugs that forced all the girls to move into different rooms), and I did grow closer to some people I didn’t start off knowing well at all. So, on that level, it was definitely a success.
Enough explanation, I’ll explain my miraculously good experience with football. On the second day of our get away, we (the juniors and seniors) had the chance to verse each other in flag football. Basically, the girls and boys from each grade verse each other while everyone else watches, creating some serious competition. This year the girls ended up going first, but, as very few of the girls in my class know how to play football, our guys had to step in as our coaches (which was sweet, but not overly helpful because there were a lot of them telling us different things to do and using foreign football terms without explaining them at all). Sadly, we (the juniors) ended up losing to our opponents (the seniors), but that was nothing unexpected. Thankfully, what we lacked in skill was made up by enjoyment. I acted as a substitute and had the most fun I’ve ever had in an activity with my classmates. As an added bonus, the flag football was actually pretty exciting (even though I did get slammed into rather hard by some of the senior girls).
Maybe I was wrong, and football isn’t so bad after all (though I’ll still probably never take any pleasure in watching other people play it).
End of book quote: “The kind that you’ve always known.” —Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac by Gabrielle Zevin