Short and sweet

The kids are about to issue a beat down on one another, so I need to go moderate. I'll leave you with a couple thoughts this morning.

Sports and Romance

As I was jumping up and down, screaming, watching the big game yesterday I started wondering about those guys on the field. My twitter feed was blowing up about how good looking some of the players are.
And I agree. Some of the players are very good looking. Some of them, however, look like they've met a brick wall with their face a few too many times.

But, I appear to be one of those rare female sports fans that actually loves the game. I can spot penalties and call the down before the refs make their decision--which is fun during live games...it's something of a party trick depending on who is around me.

Then I started wondering why some of these women were watching the game if they were obviously not enjoying it. Is it just for the commercials? (I so so disappointed in the commercials this year.) Is it because it's the socially acceptable thing to do?

And why do these same women (I assume) not hesitate to pick up a romance novel that contains a sports hero? What is it about these guys that make them romantic figures? There are books that cover pretty much any sport at every heat level a reader could desire.

Except, basketball. Maybe there are some hidden titles out there that I couldn't find, but where's the basketball love??  That's sort of a rhetorical question, because out of all the sports I love...I just don't get basket ball. I blame the fact that I'm only 5 feet tall for that. Scrappy doesn't work in that game of giants.

So, what do you think? What's the appeal for the sports stories that fly off the shelves? 

And did you watch the game? Are you pleased with the outcome?