I think my "girly" side is kicking in again - trumping my love of the game.
It looks like, inevitably, the regular NFL season is going to be extended to 18 games. I hate this idea. Hate it.
Sounds crazy, right? Here I am, sitting on the couch, writing a blog about football and saying "no more football" - but hear me out.
Adding two more games to the regular season means that my favorite players will be subjected to two more punishing and dangerous battles each year. I think it's reasonable to think that this could very well shorten their careers, and even worse, impact the quality of their lives after football.
As it is now, the average player only lasts in the NFL for about 3 seasons. Think of that...everything you've worked for your whole life used up in 3 years.
I know...I know, "Don't feel sorry for them! They make more in those 3-4 years than I will make in my lifetime!"
Here in middle-class-ville, it's easy to imagine that the money would make it worth it. But does it?
Most of these guys start their careers in the NFL still so young that they believe they are invincible, immortal - with pockets full of cash. They can barely see past tomorrow, much less 10, 20, 30 years into the future. Could you at 22?
But does the fact that they get paid obscene amounts of money to "play a game" make it right to capitalize on their talents for our entertainment until their bodies are pulverized?
Something about that just seems "off" to me.
Am I the only one?