1. I abhore football.
2. I abhore football on Sundays even more.
3. I am used to having my brother around at this time.
4. I have no escape.
5. The saddest thing about having no escape is that I HATE football. Usually my brother has his friends over at our house watching the bowl. I hate it so much that I would leave. I would leave and escape to my grandparents’ house. I cannot leave and escape to my grandparents’ house because my grandma is not there. It’s not the same.
*In addition to the sadness…I had to google whether or not Super Bowl was one word…True!