When most people who know me find out how much I love football they don’t think it matches what they see….which brings me to a brief (as brief as I can be) “what’s the mold of loving football?” This actually will be brief…because all I can think of are cliches of dudes with writing on their bellies, beer drinkers and cheerleaders. Ok maybe my cliches are stuck in high school. I’m a woman who definitely follows the moon cycle intently, collects gems and makes lego dragons. I’m sober, introverted, single with a cat I worship, political nerd, lover of all things comedy. I fluctuate between goth and bohemian…occasionally look like a walking Gap commercial. I get wrapped up in Grey’s Anatomy and watch the movie Love Actually on repeat at times. I’m not even slightly athletic, only did sports as a kid for the Gatorade on the sidelines. I’m an artist of many mediums…though lately my brain has needed a break with simple coloring. I’m a florist and talk/sing to plants (they’re alive y’all!! They feel vibration and at least I believe appreciate names). I love my car, she too appreciates a name and I tell her I love her every time I walk away. I have horrible interpersonal skills with adults that I’m working on but see eye to eye with animals and kids. I still laugh thinking about rollerblading-it was just such a funny thing I was beyond excited about as a kid. Those black blades with fluorescent yellow wheels? Please-they were incredible ego boosters. So I encapsulate all that and other quirks….and I LOVE football. I enjoy college more than NFL but still-Sunday’s and Thursday’s are so wonderful in this glorious time. The cover picture is what Johnny looks like in football season-I think it’s pretty clear she’s ambivalent.