Queen of the Universe
There is a select group of gentlemen out there who believe with all their hearts that in the college football fan caste system, women are the second-class citizens. And frankly, I’m tired of it. In case you were wondering, this rant was prompted by an annoying stranger who, upon hearing of my obsession with Alabama football, took it upon himself to try and trip me up with oh-so-cleverly contrived questions like: How long did Paterno coach at Alabama before he died? Had I ever been to an Alabama home game at Lambeau Field? Did I think John Parker Wilson did a good job last year (2010)? Did I think he really deserved to wear #12?
Look, I get it. Football, it’s a testicle thing. It’s a testosterone driven sport. It’s about hard charging offenses and tough as nails defenses and incredible athletes doing their best to demolish the other fellow and “make his ass quit.” It’s explosive and violent and incredibly manly. And me and my ovaries love it.