I always watched NFL games with my dad, but had given it up when I moved out. I don’t remember the exact reasons; yeah I’d promised my wife I wouldn’t be a sports nut, but it might not have mattered since where we moved to had poor TV reception and I couldn’t watch the games if I wanted too (and, ’90s era Bengals, right?).
Several years later I had one of the most awkward job interviews ever, for an off-hours IT support position. I asked the manager what job duties I would be expected to perform when I was there and she did her best pep talk to avoid saying: “nothing”. So, after using the time to study for several Microsoft certifications (MCSE was all the rage at the time) and then playing all the Quake I cared to I fired up a black and white TV that another off-hours guy had brought in. The only thing on? Football.
Well I was re-hooked, as the years passed I would hang on to every broadcast including the vapid combines and 6th round draft picks (“Tom Brady was picked in the 6th round!!”). Super Bowl parties, day long beer fests, BW3 Sunday Ticket binges, all good fun or, a decent distraction at least I suppose. But, then the concussion protocols hit and the games were a mess with the victor often being determined by the officiating crew. About halfway through that season I gave up: the product was crap. The “hands up, don’t shoot” protests the following season cemented the death of the NFL in my mind, though apparently there was still a bottomless bit of white fools who didn’t mind turning their money over to an organization that hated them in exchange for a nearly unwatchable product.
Thing was, voicing my dislike would come off as banal. “Did you know a white guy was nearly kicked out of the league for using the ‘N’ word while Ray Lewis, who killed someone, was hailed as a hero?”. And then there’s Micheal Vick, whose rehabilitation story I believed for some reason, but going over his treatments of dogs should be enough to get any right minded person to swear off the NFL forever all by itself. I know though that all those (and more) are anecdotal one-offs and unlikely to sway the brainwashed normie so I would cop out by claiming the games were crap (which, they were).
Recent events though have made my hatred of anti-white organizations even easier. There’s many to pick from to be sure, but the NFL is basically doubling down on stupid from their efforts from yesteryear. While the NFL makes players remove (very) faintly pro-white tattoos they ship money off to pro-black criminal groups. While endorsing players doing their best to disrespect the nation (such as it is), they railroad others who aren’t too keen on the idea.
College football is as bad or worse (taking criticisms on race relations from a group that keeps their employees in indentured servitude is…off-putting), one step at a time I suppose. At least now when someone asks me if I watched such-and-such NFL event I can get an odd(er) look on my face say “no, they’re anti-white”.
If the NFL was, say, anti-Asian, can you imagine a Chinese person asking another Chinese person if they watched “the game”? No, they’d hide in their shame. It’s a long forgotten lesson but that’s where we need to get to, we need to build our communities around organizations that don’t have it in for us.