We've got a new stadium opening up this fall (they may even get it done before kickoff), my two favorite teams (Colts and Giants) aren't playing each other in the regular season so I don't have to figure out which one to root for, and I have sixteen more weeks of hoping that Tom Brady gets the Theisman treatment. The excitement is building.
That, and two of the other three-letter sports leagues are FINALLY done or almost done with their seasons. No shit, the basketball season has been going on for-freaking-EVER (when all is said and done, nearly 8 months) and is fixed worse then a pro wrestling match, and I have yet to meet three people who give a damn about hockey, even when I lived in the New York metro area, with three hockey teams.
From looking at the sports columns, it's even starting to feel like football season. Players are starting to report to their minicamps, contract negotiations are going on, suspensions are being lifted, arrests are being made, liquored-up idiot kickers are going to Canada, hidden cameras are being sewn into hooded sweatshirts, smack talk is starting between players, coaches, and the media,...damn, I love it.