I have always been a tomboy at heart. But no matter how masculine I strived to be in the name of my feminist generation, I never got the fascination of, or with, football.
In high school, I dated a couple of football players, even proudly wore a great guy’s jersey to his game in support, but still never understood the point of this game. Watching them run and jump on each other, for a ball that’s shaped more like a weapon they should be running away from, made absolutely no sense to me.
