Every year, over 36 million kids around the U.S. play organized sports. Kids love playing soccer, baseball, basketball; even swimming is the fourth most popular sporting activity in the United States. Despite some recent controversy, one sport remains at the top of millions of Americans' list: football.
Last year alone, the number of people ages six and above who participated in tackle football amounted to roughly 5.22 million. Whether it's a little kid running around aimlessly on the field or a professional in his 10th season, at some point, every player's goal is to make the NFL Pro Bowl. People love watching their favorite NFL players compete against their other favorite players every year.
Around these parts, I'm known for being "anti-football." I don't like the game, I despise the NFL, and I find much of the culture around the sport to be unsavory. But there was a time when I did like football, and it was when i was a child. I like to think that I just didn't know any better at the time, but living in Illinois, the '85 Chicago Bears were a big deal. I still have my 7" vinyl 45rpm copy of "The Superbowl Shuffle." I had the G.I. Joe figure of William "The Fridge" Perry that Hasbro put out. And funny enough, my first "acting" role was as "Little Jimmy" McMahon in a cable access spoof of "The Superbowl Shuffle" that aired in Park Forest, Illinois ahead of Super Bowl XX in 1986. Now, as we approach Super Bowl LII (which I have no plan on watching aside from the commercials and the halftime show), a new documentary is coming to theaters that spins it back to a time when I did like football. Check out the trailer for '85: The Greatest Team in Football History... brought to you by Fathom Events, in select theaters on January 29, 2018...
I'm all about harnessing the power of imagination, and when new ways to do that pop-up, I'm always interested. Dress-up play is a big deal here at Rock Father HQ, and one recent element comes from Bleacher Creatures, who have rolled out Princess Tiara and Wand Sets, along with Superhero Capes for a variety of Major League Baseball Teams - and some NBA, NHL, NFL and collegiate crews as well. They're affordably-priced and make great gifts. We have this Chicago White Sox collection from the MLB here at Rock Father HQ... Dress-up + Imaginative Play + Sports all rolled into one!
Note: My wife told me last night that she'd prefer I not post this... my annual anti-Super Bowl post. But since it was already written a few days in advance, I'd hate to let it go to waste.
This Sunday, while most of America is spending the evening shouting at the TV... wait a second. I wrote this before, didn't I? Well, yes, I sorta did, on "Super Sunday" last year. So here we are, nearly 365 days later, and SUPER BOWL XLVIII is about to kick-off, and just as I've done for many years prior, I will be watching - or doing - something completely unrelated to the "The Big Game." Ah yes, "The Big Game," the legally-enacted phrase that so many businesses use in place of "Super Bowl" thanks to the NFL's iron-fisted restrictions on people calling the game what it actually is (seriously: Does anyone think that some crappy used car lot really has any kind of official relationship with the NFL?). But then again, I don't like the NFL, either. Funny enough, I didn't even know who was in this year's Super Bowl until yesterday, and just found out where it's happening today.
Fall is here, and for most of America, that means it's Football Season. When I say "most of America," what I really mean is "Not here at Rock Father HQ." Truth is, I don't like Football... specifically, the game.
Tonight, while much of the Nation was shouting at the television and tossing back Budweisers while watching The Super Bowl (or "Big Game" since the NFL doesn't really want people calling it the "Super Bowl" without paying for the right to do so), I was involved in a massive project here at Rock Father HQ. Upstairs, I found myself bouncing between the rooms of The Rock Daughters™ while sorting the outgrown clothes and swapping out sizes with stuff from the garage.