Sports sucks

Is it possible to quit sports for a while? I'm not sure if I can. The problem is I'm way too invested into sports that it affects my day-to-day goings.
Case in point. Colorado gets smoked by Texas (a game in which I attended) and Buffalo got jacked by Arizona. That's back-to-back shitty days, which in turn left me feeling quite blue.
Maybe it's that I just continue to follow losers. But I couldn't do anything else but like those teams. I hold bandwagon jumpers in the same regard as I do terrorists, Nebraska football and herpes.
I am thinking that I need to give up sports for a while, though. Maybe pick up boating or something. The problem is when I like something, I go balls deep. No looking back. I'm like an SEC fan stuck in mediocre Big 12 play. Even worse like WAC play.
Since I'm a sports reporter, everyone always wants to talk sports. I'm usually up for it, but if you don't know sports as well as I do (which is the only thing I really know, besides how to suck at various elements of life, shuffleboard and beer drinking) it gets old all the time.
The other day a guy asked me if a bet he made that the New York Giants and Tennessee Titans would play in the Super Bowl was a good bet.
Sure. They're both undefeated. But hell if I was that good, I would be gambling in Vegas right now.
I'm thinking I am certainly going to give sports a break. Possibly not even watch them for a week. Disregard everything. (As I'm typing this, I figured I'd let you know Colorado just picked up a verbal commitment from a lineman. Boy do I need a hobby).
I mean this has to be healthy right?
It's quite the undertaking, but I'm going to see what happens.
Plus the Buffs are three years away from finishing third in the Big 12 North and Buffalo is three years away from moving to Toronto (yikes). On a side note, if Buffalo does move to Toronto, that's it, I'm going off the grid for a while and not looking back. I will give up sports completely. Or end up in the loony bin or federal prison for various things related to the Toronto Thunder (AKA Buffalo Bills).

Well life doesn't get any easier. A week after I believe I have things figured out, I actually have nothing figured out. The job in Fort Collins wasn't going to work out. Plus I think with the economy the way it is right now, having job security is worth more than a lot of things. Therefore a week after making a life decision, I've made a new one. I'm in Steamboat through the winter, then reavaluating stuff (which I'm currently working on). I'm satisfied with this decision. I feel kind of like a dirt bag going back and forth, but I did what I had to do. I feel like crap, but sometimes you have to do, what you have to do.
Plus I'm feeling better about things in Steamboat. On the family front, things still aren't great, but I'm going to take some time at the end of this month to deal with some things. Other things that were bothering me I feel like I've gotten a better handle on.
One thing that really helped was talking to a buddy I went to the CU game with. He had no ideas on my situation and was probably one of the best people I could talk to. He's a older than me, but has been where I'm at.
Long story (we all know I can tell them beautifully) short, he said you can't feel sorry for yourself and don't be a pussy. Pretty simple. Plus as Garth says "sometimes you just gotta do, what you gotta do."
That's about it.
Anyway, until next time. Maybe by then I'll have decided that I'm going to be a marriage counselor in Des Moines or a peep show janitor in Provo.
Oh, here's the new feature.
Hef of the Day
Happened Tuesday night in Hayden. Cover volleyball (a hef in itself) and the game is over. Go to talk to the coach. I ask a question then zone out (not uncommon). But I zoned out thinking if I told my mom I loved her the last time I talked to her. I was thinking about that when the coach finished. I said "anything else?" He said "no." I then put out this gem "Hey thanks again coach, I love you." At least he's a mid 20s guy, that thinks I'm creepy now.