There’s no right way to watch football. Some go to the neighborhood bar and rip cigs indoors to the rasping howls clamoring for compound fractures and obliterated vertebrae. Others crock pot while their skin grows into the leather as they savor every game in their own home. Others watch the home team and move on with their lives.
I’m a maniac and haven’t met anyone else who watches games like I do. I’m not special. I just need to find new things to do. I’ll watch the Texans LIVE, go do other things, then streamline as many games as I can via condensed versions, and then write and write and write.