Like many North Americans, I participate in a weekly football pool. There are 33 of us in this particular pool and we each pick winners against the spread to determine a weekly winner and an overall winner at the end of the NFL season.
Among the 32 other poolies are my two brothers and mother. I'm having a rough year. I've been close a few weeks, but I haven't been able to close the deal. I blame the parity in today's game. With these spreads and utter unpredictability, you may as well flip a coin. It's tough out there.
What's especially embarrassing for me is that my mom is kicking ass. She won 13 games this past weekend to win her second week in a row. I don't mind losing this football pool week after week after week, but when you're losing to your own mother, it's time to give back the testosterone.
