I'm 51 yrs old and I HAD to learn that football isn't life. As bad as we've been for the last 2 decades, that was the healthiest thing I've done. Root, but live your real life. Now, I did miss the game because I felt an ass whooping coming and didn't feel like wasting an afternoon watching crap football. Boy, was I wrong! Now I'll end up watching the GB game. Should be fun.