I find football boring to watch (like many sports). I recall my youth, when I felt that it was required of boys to watch televised games. I always read a book to fill the long intervals between seconds of action. My wife came up with the best description of the game from a position of foreign ignorance: "everyone falls down and then they get up and talk".
The following article caused me to recall my own connection to the sport. We used to play tag football on the playground and flag football in gym class. Real team play did not start until one reached junior high school and became serious in high school. I did not “go out” for football in junior high school, the reason for which I do not remember. At the time, my brother had played football in high school, been injured, and switched to (the sissy sport) soccer. I did not attend high school (best thing that ever happened to me), but was sent to private school. All students were required to participate in competitive sport during each of three seasons. Upon arriving, I was faced with the choice of football or soccer. I recall my decision coming down to shoes: I had hand-me-down soccer shoes, whereas football shoes would have to be bought. As I have pointed out often enough, it always comes down to money....which in this case having none was a blessing. The choice of soccer led to the group of friends that would accompany for the next four years. Besides, I would have been garbage at football...
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.