This morning marked the first college bowl game that I cared enough about to watch it live. For those of you trying to do the quick math, we're 7 hours ahead of central time in the States. That means, the 7 PM kickoff of the Cotton Bowl on Friday night was 2 am on Saturday morning for me. This is one of my biggest frustrations with living in Europe. (This actually bothers me more than my inability to speak any language other than English).
One of the officers from the battalion arrived at the house at 2:05, and we watched Arkansas and Kansas State. I had several realizations about college bowl games in the process.
1. They add far more commercial breaks during bowl games. The game didn't end until around 6 am. That's four hours. That's way too long.
2. A month break between the last game and the bowl game is too long of a break. Neither team looked sharp. Poor quality football from a good team is annoying when you are wide awake, but infuriates you if you have only had two hours of sleep.
Unfortunately, I will probably repeat this ritual for bowl games all week. I'll repeat the ritual again when the Super Bowl rolls around.
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If something means a lot to you, and if it is at all possible, you'll sacrifice sleep for it! I did it Christmas 2011, and I'm so glad I did!! Love, Momma (Shelia)
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