It has begun...

And we find ourselves here, now, preparing to dive into the mind of an overworked, underachieving sports fanatic who just happens to love to be in the kitchen.  It's a odd paradox of culinary experimentation and over the top loyalty to teams/players/coaches I will never actually meet.  It's about talking about a team in the first person plural, "we", while never donning a uniform.  I can't promise it will be witty, or informative, or you'll even like what I'm writing, but it's here, and it's happening...