Why do we still care? Maybe because we fear letting go, the void would be too big.
To me, the Washington Redskins are the last link to my youth.
I think back to Sunday afternoons with my Dad watching John Riggins disappear into a pile and then emerge from the other side dragging a defender and looking back at my Dad and at the same time we said: How'd he do that??
Or watching Downtown Charlie Brown before the snap at the line of scrimmage and it looked like his arms were so long they touched the ground.
I remember thinking every Sunday we have a very good chance to win and the majority of the time, we did.
Then I watch now, as we wander the NFL wilderness and stumble around, trying to find our way........and after 20 years, feel soooo burned out emotionally from it all.
I've even toyed with the idea of canceling the Sunday Ticket and try to just get away from any and all Redskins boards....or packing my gear up and shoving it to the back of the closet and have some of the same thoughts:
What will I do on Sunday afternoons? My son is 4. He's already singing Hail to the Wedskins and tells me he wants to watch the Good Guys.
He even boos when he sees the Star. And it only confounds me more.
I need to get away but for some reason I can't. Sometimes I think, if I'm not miserable then I haven't watched them play recently. lol
It's in the DNA.