tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post6826671536157472104..comments2023-10-19T09:36:41.506-05:00Comments on A Mormon Enigma: Church yesterdayAbelard Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13166049686152203530noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-75354842636289870182009-09-08T13:16:15.770-05:002009-09-08T13:16:15.770-05:00You said it: it's a part of the culture. Expec...You said it: it's a part of the culture. Expecting people to accommodate you in their culture will only bring you grief. Sure, an exceptional person will accommodate a foreigner. But why be a foreigner? Reach out to your countrymen.Silus Grokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934750518150584644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-10219011162337271632009-09-08T13:05:21.840-05:002009-09-08T13:05:21.840-05:00Silus, I understand what you are saying, but shoul...Silus, I understand what you are saying, but shouldn't others extend to me that same courtesy - rather than changing the subject or just walking off whenever I try to talk about something that interests me?<br /><br />Like I said, if you've never lived in Texas then you don't know what it's like. In Texas - Football is a religion. And, if you're not a fan then you are Abelard Enigmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166049686152203530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-37417097803190437842009-09-08T12:06:46.761-05:002009-09-08T12:06:46.761-05:00Beck, what a hoot! I love high school and college...Beck, what a hoot! I love high school and college football, and by necessity high school soccer. The only other time I get into sports is the when it's a championship game. Couldn't tell you who won a week later though!Bravonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02762204502534599107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-10569267986769556262009-09-08T11:28:36.344-05:002009-09-08T11:28:36.344-05:00Talking about football — or any sport — is a time-...Talking about football — or any sport — is a time-honored way of building bridges / bonding / whathaveyou with other guys. You don't have to enjoy football to enjoy the company of others. There are so many topics of conversation that I care or know little about … but there's nothing wrong with making the effort. And, to be frank, there's certainly something wrong with going out of Silus Grokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934750518150584644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-61605504837265096082009-09-08T11:08:02.967-05:002009-09-08T11:08:02.967-05:00Ummm... I think it's time I come out of the cl...Ummm... I think it's time I come out of the closet and ummm... (now don't gasp or look at me cross-eyed) admit that I actually like college football.<br /><br />:)Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06159223254071653666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-70486791122537872062009-09-08T10:23:39.654-05:002009-09-08T10:23:39.654-05:00Just tell people flat out, "I'm not reall...<i>Just tell people flat out, "I'm not really interested in football."</i> <br /><br />I find asking a question like "<i>is football the one with the funny shaped ball or the big round ball? Is there a stick involved?</i>" gets the point across without offending anyone.<br /><br />There was a time when I would stand there smiling, nodding and pretending to be interested -Abelard Enigmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166049686152203530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-67449034445190370362009-09-08T10:14:42.368-05:002009-09-08T10:14:42.368-05:00Abe, I share your repugnance. It's not so much...Abe, I share your repugnance. It's not so much "football" as it is their inability to converse about anything else. And when they start spouting statistics about who rushed for what, and how many yards he ran in 1969...I want to perform a frontal lobotomy on myself with a dull ice pick! (And by "they" I am not necessarily referencing straight guys but rather anyone who I am Landmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03614465565695432657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-22100059084077190692009-09-08T09:44:45.664-05:002009-09-08T09:44:45.664-05:00"I refuse to pollute my TV screen with any of..."I refuse to pollute my TV screen with any of that football crap."<br /><br />Haha I LOVE it! Sounds like me at my house.AmbiguouS Onehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10446111934265917666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-25455062769639889852009-09-07T20:34:23.592-05:002009-09-07T20:34:23.592-05:00Don't be such a wet blanket.
[hangs head down...<i>Don't be such a wet blanket.</i><br /><br />[<i>hangs head down</i>] sorry, I guess I was being a wet blanket. To any football fans I may have offended, can you accept my apology?<br /><br />Like I said, I guess I'm just feeling sorry for myself today.<br /><br />Just so you know, I was in marching band in high school and college; and, all of my children were in marching band in high Abelard Enigmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166049686152203530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-16410531759856155832009-09-07T16:42:28.735-05:002009-09-07T16:42:28.735-05:00Three things:
1. BIG HUG!!!
2. About football, I...Three things:<br /><br />1. BIG HUG!!!<br /><br />2. About football, I've been though my ups and downs over the years. I used to feel so out of it. Like I coudn't relate to other guys because of my disinterest. Then in my thirties I learned to throw a football and, strangely, that really helped me relax with the whole concept. Don't get me wrong, I'm no football fan, but I can be Nedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938186985738546670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-8123766546749067612009-09-07T16:42:16.383-05:002009-09-07T16:42:16.383-05:00Three things:
1. BIG HUG!!!
2. About football, I...Three things:<br /><br />1. BIG HUG!!!<br /><br />2. About football, I've been though my ups and downs over the years. I used to feel so out of it. Like I coudn't relate to other guys because of my disinterest. Then in my thirties I learned to throw a football and, strangely, that really helped me relax with the whole concept. Don't get me wrong, I'm no football fan, but I can be Nedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938186985738546670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-76407899005928481972009-09-07T14:24:05.885-05:002009-09-07T14:24:05.885-05:00Abe, serious cyber huuuuggggg!Abe, serious cyber huuuuggggg!Bravonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02762204502534599107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956057989227103850.post-51822424107873979682009-09-07T14:11:23.438-05:002009-09-07T14:11:23.438-05:00Speaking of rolling ones eyes …
Sheesh, Abelard....Speaking of rolling ones eyes … <br /><br />Sheesh, Abelard. You may not enjoy football — but to be so patently obtuse as to why others might enjoy it seems out of character. Don't be such a wet blanket.<br /><br />;PSilus Grokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934750518150584644noreply@blogger.com