So, I hear Ohio State beat Iowa today, clinching the Big 10 title and ensuring their place in the Rose Bowl. And I couldn't care less.

See, I'm just not a Sports Guy.  I enjoy watching sports, don't get me wrong.  I'll usually end up going to someone's Super Bowl party and watch more than just the commercials.  When I lived in Chicago I was within spitting distance of Wrigley Field, and I often went up to the rooftop to listen to the game on the radio and watch the crowd in the upper decks react.  Hell, for the first five years of their existence, my dad and I went down to Nationwide Arena every month to see the Columbus Blue Jackets play.  I enjoyed doing all that, but I just don't care all that much.

And that's exactly it: I don't care. I'm not at all against sports.  All things being equal, sure, I'd love for the Buckeyes to win the non-existent National Championship.  I enjoyed watching the Blue Jackets take on Nashville last week, of course I was rooting for them to maintain their 3-1 lead as Nashville pulled their goalie.  It's just that when the game is over, and the score is set, I don't get that emotional rush that Sports Guys seem to get.

Maybe it's the "them" versus "us" mentality that I just can't get completely situated with.  When Sports Guys talk about their team, it's always "We're going to the Rose Bowl!" or "I can't believe we couldn't get that runner on third in."  Sports Guys are able to align themselves with their teams as if they're actually a part of the team. Is that what gives them the emotional investment? Feeling like they personally have something at stake?

Don't get me wrong, I certainly don't think that I'm somehow better than the other jersey-clad men who settle into their recliners every Satuday afternoon to watch their favorite college team.  Actually, sometimes I wish I did care a little more about sports, or had a team that I was emotionally invested in.  There's a strange bond that forms between men who share a deep devotion for a particular sports team.  Two men who have absolutely nothing in common, who would never have spent any time talking outside the context of Monday morning watercooler chat can spend hours and hours discussing their team, the latest victory, or the horrible call that ruined their weekend.  All I can do is nod and try not to seem bored.

The other big disadvantage to not being a Sports Guy is that it means I don't have an excuse.  When the lawn starts to get too long and it needs to be mowed, I can't put it off just because it's Saturday and I've "gotta watch the Bucks."  Being a Sports Guy kind of comes with a built-in excuse for getting out of anything you don't want to do at least one day out of the weekend.  Actually, on that note, I think I may really really start to care about basketball. Those guys play, like, a million games each season. What basketball team do we root for in Columbus? The Cavs? OK.

Sorry, honey... can't clean the house today. It's Game Day. Go Cavs!