Screw the NFL

I'm not going to beat around the bush about this.  The NFL has irritated me with the whole lockout thing since the end of the very disappointing Super Bowl that I still don't like talking about.

But "Emperor" Roger Goodell and his merry band of idiots had the chance to begin fresh with the NFL Draft, an event that has moments of feeling like root canal.  The fans at Radio City Music Hall in New York were more than happy to let the fine Emperor have it with a chorus of boos (along with the questionable top pick Cam Newton).

The fans - we fans (even those of us who moonlight in the media) pay their bills - remember?  If "WE" don't buy the product, "THEY" don't get the bucks.  Seems simple, no?

So with the lockout apparently over earlier this week, fans gave Goodell their two cents worth, but still it seemed like we would all move along, like the fine little lemmings that we fans are.  We'll passionately discuss the draft, make projections, fill up the sports talk phone lines, and get ourselves ready for NFL '11.

Then the lockout was put back into action.

Thus, I go back to exactly what I was thinking when the lockout first began.

Screw them.  Seriously.  I had a vague interest at best and, frankly, watched more of Kate and William then I did Roger & Cam.  I'll not deny that I paid attention to whom the Steelers picked (impressive first-rounder with DE Cameron Heyward out of THE Ohio State University).  Yet I really didn't care a whole lot otherwise.

If the NFL kicks off on time in September, will I care?  Will I come back?  Sadly, I probably will, and of course that's what the Emperor is counting on.  So of course, I have nobody to blame but myself. 

At this moment, to me, the NFL is on life support.  But a simple resolution to all of this will quickly bring us back.