I feel like I've spent the afternoon at Walt's sister's house,
without leaving Davis. They are sports people and we all know that I am not. At this
time of year, my brother-in-law watches every football game broadcast and subscribes to
something called "the red zone," which puts up a screen of every game that is
going on at the same time, so you don't miss anything. When there is no game on, he
often replays a game that he has recorded, even if he's already seen it. No watching
endless NCIS reruns with Joe around.
When the seasons change, the games change. I don't think
he watches curling or equestrian events, but there are precious few sports that he does
not follow. Baseball... basketball... soccer (I think).
Don't get me wrong. I love the guy and he would give you the
shirt off his back. His love of sports (in addition to their meshing personalities)
is what made such good friends of him and Tom, when he rented a room from Joe "for a
couple of months" (which turned into more than a year) until Tom met Laurel.
It's just that his and my tastes in television definitely do not
mesh.
However, this morning Walt and I watched the 49er game from London
(they won!).
It was followed by the end of another game with two teams, both in
blue (one light, one dark) that had an amazing literally last second touchdown
that won the game for one of the teams. I wasn't rooting for either one of them, but
cheered when the guy got the touchdown.
Suddenly I was watching the end of the Redskins game. Of
course, since Walt is from the DC area and his cousin, who lives there, broadcasts sports
for Fox, we always cheer for the Redskins. Walt was,by this time, outside doing yard
work, but I reported excitedly that the Redskins had scored two touchdowns within five
minutes (sadly they went on to lose spectaculary, 45-21).
I can't remember if there was another football game on after the
Redskins game, but it was either after the Redskins game or the one after it when the 4th
game of the World Series started. Naturally, we are hoping for the Red Sox to take
it all, because that is Jeri & Phil's team.
By now I had been immersed in sports all afternoon and I
really wanted to watch the Series game, but also had become interested in zombies.
(How's that for a non-sequetur?)
See, someone in a discussion group happened to mention that she
couldn't see what the big deal about zombies is, and how they seem to be all the rage
these days. I said that I didn't get it either and then posted a question on
Facebook to find out what the big deal was. Here are some of the answers I got.
- They eat brains! What's more exciting than that?
- Walking Dead had the temerity to be a brilliantly acted, directed and written show. Everybody wants on the band wagon.
- 3 words: The Walking Dead. And a few more words: best TV show to air since Breaking Bad, and just happens to share the same network. I had never watched a zombie movie or show (0 interest) until my son got me to go back and watch the first season, right before the second season was to start. Now I can't wait for Sunday nights!
- The Walking Dead...Am glued to it!!
Well, by this time, and having heard lots of good things about The
Walking Dead, which several people says has some of the best writing on television, I
decided that I would watch the first couple of episodes (streaming from Netflix) while I
was watching the baseball.
After I had finished 1-1/2 episodes, I posted this to facebook...
Ok. I watched the first episode. I have questions. Why do all zombies have bad teeth?
"What the hell happened in the first place" would refer to
the zombie apocalypse that apparently occurred while the hero of the show was in a coma.
I wasn't liking this show so I checked out the synoposis of Season 1
and it appears it's just more of what I didn't like in the first place -- dazed dead
people wandering around moaning, eating flesh (for reasons I'm still not sure of), and
chasing "normal" people -- and the remaining "normal" people banding
together and bringing out the worst in each other. I'm sure Walt will be happy to
hear that I am not going to be doing a marathon of Walking Dead.
But it was a good afternoon, overall. The game was very good
and the Red Sox won (yay!), and Walt decided to give me the night off from cooking and
went out for Chinese food from our favorite Chinese restuarant.
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