There is no football games worthy to watch this weekend. The week before the Superbowl is the NFL’s way to ease us into the post season. We get our first week of withdrawal with the Pro Bowl (I am still trying to find someone who actually watches this) and then the Superbowl before we must go cold turkey. Yes there is the start of baseball, and down here in Florida we have many of the teams spring training camps, but baseball is not my cup of tea. I would rather watch paint dry than baseball. Ice hockey can be exciting to watch and we have a triple A team called the Everblades just up the road, but nothing compares to a good game of football. Football fans get a double dose throughout the fall with both college and NFL games, so if you want to watch football the entire weekend you can. Unfortunately, this year I really don’t care about the teams playing in the Superbowl and without a team to cheer on, it just isn’t the same. The Jets were my last hope since the Giants imploded, and they peaked a few weeks too early. So Sunday has arrived and instead of my cousin Lori coming over to watch the Giants, Jets and the Broncos (we are huge Tebow fans) I will have to find something else to do. Something other than preparing snacks, programming my remote on Direct TV and a whole lot of cheering to something that will be our new Sunday ritual until next season. I guess it is a signal that spring is on the way and while for us in sunny Florida spring is not much different from winter, for those die-hard northerners who have been buried in more snow than anyone could imagine, they probably welcome the end of football season and the beginning of spring as maybe there is a chance that there is an end to the winter from hell beginning with the end of Sunday without football.