I’m an NFL fan. Ever since I was little, I went to multiple Giants games every season. The excitement of football, the strategy (or lack thereof), the drama (or lack thereof), the sight of athletic talent (or lack thereof) hooked me.
I don’t go anymore because the team priced out its fans by building the most expensive stadium ever made. I still love football and follow it closely. I even bet on it sometimes. And I ran my office’s first ever suicide pool last year and had a perfect season, something I have to brag about because it was awesome.
But I don’t play fantasy football.