Watching the NFL versus the MLB
Imagine placing two flat screen plasma TV’s side by side in your living area smack dab in front of your couch. You’ve got beer, snacks a-a lot and fresh batteries in your clicker.
One particular Television has an NFL game on and the other has a Big League Baseball game and they each commence at the exact same time.
Apart from 7m of sports fans’ thought of hog heaven and even better than clicking back and forth amongst games with only one Television, it is entertaining to watch the differences among these two pro sports. Watching the NFL on Tv is a weekly ritual baseball is on every single night of the week, but watching the two combined is nearly as rewarding as joining a Cowboy cheerleader snuggle-fest.
And that’s precisely what I did recently (not the snuggle-fest, but the two TV’s factor). Here’s what occurred:
The football game started with a enormous kick to the opposing team, and a line of 250-pound plus males with murder in their eyes started charging just after the poor slob who caught the ball. Right after a handful of seconds he was crushed by his pursuers, becoming the bottom man in a pretty scary adult male pig-pile. MLB players have a tendency to be a tiny mellower and significantly less physical, but all pro players in any sport want to be robust. Football players take steroids, baseball players get caught.
Meanwhile, the MLB game started off a tiny much less fascinating. My heart price and pulse started to slow down as I watched the catcher and pitcher play catch as the batter just stood there spitting and adjusting his crotch. I got promptly bored and turned back to the NFL game.
In a matter of a three minute span two men had been injured, with a single obtaining his ankle relocated to his armpit. A touchdown was scored, the ball changed hands twice, and a complete lot of tackling, smashing, crunching and finger-breaking occurred.
Football is extra of an instant gratification, ADD-friendly game to watch.
I glanced back at the MLB game for a couple of minutes. Two strikeouts and four fly outs came and went and we had been already in the second inning, with tiny action to show for it. A baseball game is extra of a wise-old-man sort of sport, exactly where patience and number-crunching are paramount. It reveres serenity.
Football reveres mayhem. Watching football gets me angry and all charged up. Watching baseball makes me sleepy. In reality, I usually like to watch the initially two or 3 innings, fall asleep, and then wake up to catch the final handful of innings. Watching football players hit each other full force and light every other up is fascinating, and dozing is out of the question. Watching one grown man with ball in glove chase an additional grown man to tag him in a pickle is type of funny.
As ten,000 commercials played on the football Television, I had a couple of minutes to catch up on my MLB game. Finally, in the bottom of the third, a man hit the ball and dropped it in the suitable field gap for a single. All the baseball players, which includes the guy operating up to initially base, seemed fairly pleasant. Why not be? They have been playing in a good park, on a good warm and sunny day and no one had even broken a sweat but. The batter reached initially base and began chatting with the opposing team’s very first baseman. They started smiling and obtaining a great time with every other. My lip-reading capabilities are not what they employed to be but I believe I saw one particular say to the other, “Hi Johnny! How’s the wife doing? It is been a even though given that we saw her. We’ve got to get with each other sometime soon.”
Developing restless, I turned back to the NFL game just in time to see one man standing more than a writhing and groaning man on the turf. I believe I saw his lips yelling, “Hey Bruno, even though we had been having breakfast with each other this morning, your wife told me to tackle you into subsequent Tuesday, did I do a fantastic job?”
In the pretty next play a operating back was nailed in a bone-splitting tackle. Indeed, his bone did split, and then protruded right out of his bloody skin causing a wave of nausea to spread more than the crowd.
Fascinated but horrified, I immediately turned to the baseball game and witnessed a wild pitch hit the batter on the finger. The batter yelped and had to sit the rest of the game out, his pinky was smarting.
To replace the bone-sticking-out-of-his-leg guy in the NFL game, a bulky player with flowing dreadlocks sticking out of his helmet started lumbering onto the field. He had a substantial cast on his arm that looked like a massive club. With the hand completely encased, forming a significant bulbous weapon, he shook it as his opponents in defiance even though possibly struggling to stick one specific finger up, and then reluctantly joined the huddle.
It was nearing the halftime and so numerous timeouts had been referred to as that they seemed to have run out of commercials to play. So the cameras started scanning the crowd. It was a lot colder where this game was becoming held, and I could see people’s breath. I also saw a guy in shorts and no shirt who had painted his skin from head to toe in his NFL team’s colors. His head was shaved and also painted, and he was wearing a significant pig’s nose on his face.
As I briefly scanned the crowd on the other Tv, I saw lots of men and women in button down, short sleeve shirts, baseball caps and gloves on, waiting expectantly for that ever-elusive foul ball.
The very first half started to wind down in the NFL game, and I actively awaited gratuitous shots of hot cheerleaders. I was rewarded with lots of silly pompom waving and cleavage. I then happily turned back to the MLB game but only saw 3 heavy-set girls shoving sausage dogs and peanuts in their mouths.
At halftime I got a possibility to go to the bathroom and grab an additional cold beer and extra snacks. There is by no means a major break in baseball, and each time I go to the bathroom even though watching baseball I always miss the major play, which of course happened this time too.
My MLB game continued to plod along when I got back, inducing the exceptional ball-strike-out hypnotic state that only baseball can bring about. I was about to doze off when I was jarred out of my trance by the flashy touchdown dance I saw on my other Tv. The guy who just scored was moonwalking across the uprights while flapping his arms like wings. He then proceeded to do a magnificent swan dive which turned into a double summersault with a twist and ultimately landed completely on the field.