I read an interesting tidbit in the Washington Post yesterday morning:
In the past 20 years, football has sharply widened its lead over baseball as America’s favorite professional sport, according to a Harris Poll in December. Fans choose football over baseball, basketball and auto racing combined, the poll found.
Huh. I don’t know what it means, more than what it says, when “fans choose football.” Meaning fans choose football as their favorite sport, is what I would guess. What it means in terms of team revenue or league revenue or television audience or player salaries, is still left quite undefined.
I know that I like football, certainly more than basketball or auto racing, neither of which I like or follow or can or will even watch. Auto racing? Good grief.
I used to watch baseball, a little, some, at least more than I do now, but have never followed a team much. I actually live only a couple blocks from a Major League Baseball stadium now, but only went once to (not) see a game that got rained out.
But I don’t even especially follow football, just watch it with Dawn. I like watching it, but will live if we miss a game.
Dawn makes fun of me for calling the game as I watch it, of my need to comment on every play, as if I actually knew what I was talking about. I think I get that from my mother. I always enjoyed watching football with her, and we sort of chatted to each other and with each other via comments around and about what was going on in the game.