Yeah. I love sports.
I love college football. (Roll Tide!) I tolerate the NFL. (Go Falcons!)
I love MLB-- really the Braves, but I love the game of baseball.
I love college basketball- not like I love football, but I still love to watch. (Go Heels!)
I love teams passionately (Alabama, UNC, Braves) and hate teams with all that I am (Yankees, UGA, Auburn, Duke).
I love sports.
I got nothing.
But, my bff Jesse loves fights. (And Michigan. And the Pistons. And the Lions. Don't hold any of this against him. He's awesome... this is us at New Years.... ridic)
And in hanging out with him, I have been able (forced?) to watch different mixed martial arts fights. Mainly UFC, but I've watched WEC too. And a lot of it makes me kinda feel sick to my stomach. But, I have found myself really enjoying it.
The other night I went with a bunch of my friends to watch UFC-- the main event being BJ Penn vs. George St. Pierre. I had a lot of fun.
I had no idea what was going on. But, I had fun. Jesse sits beside me and tells me who I'm cheering for and what is good and what is bad, and I ask really asinine questions, and he's super sweet and just answers them and only looks at me like I'm a little stupid.
I was flipping through the channels last night, and saw a fight on.
And watched the whole thing.
Texting Jesse asking dumb questions.