Last night was the first pre-season football game of the 2009-2010 season. With this I have a confession to make, I am completely enamored with football, as in NFL football. Not its more sophisticated and cultured older brother, futbol.

It happened as suddenly and forcefully as an earthquake along the San Andres. You see, it turns out I am a very competitive person. who'd-a-thought? and a few seasons back I joined a friendly work league... little did I know from that point forward my Sundays from September through February would be occupied with beast like men and many many a hotdog.

Last season, a few years into the obsession (which exponentially grew to the size of Zac Efrons Ego after being in the stadium as the Cards Whooped the Eagles) I was fortunate enough to attend both playoff games hosted here in Phoenix.

The first one I tagged along with the entire Schock Clan .

It was incredibly fun and seriously electric with energy for the Cardinals.

The Next game was the NFC Championship.

You would think my only living relatives life depended on this game. I was inappropriately anxious. INAPPROPRIATELY.

Luckily- they pulled it off!

Despite loosing the Superbowl it was still an insanely fun season! and now I can't wait for this one to begin :)

PS. Even as I write this I am a little surprised by the enthusiasm. I mean the actual concept of football seems anything but interesting to me.... really- burly sweaty men pummeling each other over a coveted ball... REALLY? I can't help it- it is similar to my secret love for Phil Collins, it just happened.