Picture 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 Television has an NFL game on and the other has a Big League Baseball game and they each commence at the very same time.
Apart from this becoming a lot of sports fans’ thought of hog heaven and even far better than clicking back and forth between games with only one particular Tv, it is fun to watch the differences amongst these two pro sports. Watching the NFL on Television is a weekly ritual baseball is on every evening of the week, but watching the two combined is just about as rewarding as joining a Cowboy cheerleader snuggle-fest.
And that is precisely what I did lately (not the snuggle-fest, but the two TV’s thing). Here’s what occurred:
The football game began with a huge kick to the opposing team, and a line of 250-pound plus males with murder in their eyes started charging after the poor slob who caught the ball. Immediately after a few seconds he was crushed by his pursuers, becoming the bottom man in a incredibly scary adult male pig-pile. MLB players tend to be a little mellower and less physical, but all pro players in any sport need to have to be strong. Football players take steroids, baseball players get caught.
Meanwhile, the MLB game began off a tiny significantly less thrilling. My heart rate and pulse began 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 rapidly bored and turned back to the NFL game.
In a matter of a 3 minute span two guys had been injured, with one getting his ankle relocated to his armpit. A touchdown was scored, the ball changed hands twice, and a whole lot of tackling, smashing, crunching and finger-breaking happened.
Football is extra of an immediate gratification, ADD-friendly game to watch.
I glanced back at the MLB game for a couple of minutes. Two strikeouts and 4 fly outs came and went and we have been already in the second inning, with small action to show for it. A baseball game is more of a smart-old-man kind of sport, where patience and number-crunching are paramount. It reveres serenity.
Football reveres mayhem. Watching football gets me angry and all charged up. Watching baseball tends to make me sleepy. In reality, I usually like to watch the 1st two or three innings, fall asleep, and then wake up to catch the final couple of innings. Watching football players hit every single other full force and light every single other up is fascinating, and dozing is out of the question. Watching a single grown man with ball in glove chase a further grown man to tag him in a pickle is kind of funny.
As 10,000 commercials played on the football Tv, I had a handful 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 ideal field gap for a single. All the baseball players, which includes the guy operating up to first base, seemed really pleasant. Why not be? They have been playing in a nice park, on a good warm and sunny day and no 1 had even broken a sweat yet. The batter reached initial base and began chatting with the opposing team’s first baseman. They began smiling and possessing a great time with each other. My lip-reading abilities are not what they utilised to be but I feel I saw one particular say to the other, “Hi Johnny! How’s the wife doing? It really is been a whilst because we saw her. yoursite.com got to get with each other sometime soon.”
Increasing restless, I turned back to the NFL game just in time to see one particular man standing over a writhing and groaning man on the turf. I think I saw his lips yelling, “Hey Bruno, while we were getting breakfast with each other this morning, your wife told me to tackle you into subsequent Tuesday, did I do a excellent job?”
In the extremely next play a running back was nailed in a bone-splitting tackle. Certainly, his bone did split, and then protruded correct out of his bloody skin causing a wave of nausea to spread over the crowd.
Fascinated but horrified, I speedily 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 began lumbering onto the field. He had a large cast on his arm that looked like a significant club. With the hand totally encased, forming a massive bulbous weapon, he shook it as his opponents in defiance whilst possibly struggling to stick one particular specific finger up, and then reluctantly joined the huddle.
It was nearing the halftime and so many timeouts had been called that they seemed to have run out of commercials to play. So the cameras began scanning the crowd. It was a lot colder exactly where this game was being 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 major pig’s nose on his face.
As I briefly scanned the crowd on the other Television, I saw lots of people in button down, short sleeve shirts, baseball caps and gloves on, waiting expectantly for that ever-elusive foul ball.
The very first half began 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 females shoving sausage dogs and peanuts in their mouths.
At halftime I got a chance to go to the bathroom and grab another cold beer and extra snacks. There is under no circumstances a massive break in baseball, and every single time I go to the bathroom whilst watching baseball I often miss the large play, which of course occurred this time too.
My MLB game continued to plod along when I got back, inducing the unique ball-strike-out hypnotic state that only baseball can cause. 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 when 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.