Nuts. They got me again. And I’m not even a football guy.

I wasn’t going to get all wrapped up in the NFL season this year. Seriously. There’s lots of other things to do on a Sunday, and I thought I was ready to try some of them. The NFL was going to take a back seat.

Whether you call them silver or coho salmon, catching them is a whole lot of fun, and a pair of events at either end of the Peninsula should provide plenty of opportunities for anglers of all ages.

I was talking about the upcoming pro football season with my co-workers this week — my much younger co-workers — and I mentioned that when my wife and I first got to Kenai a dozen years ago we used to head to the local establishment on Sunday mornings so we could watch our team play. Our team wasn’t good enough for prime time, and the bar had satellite TV and a breakfast buffet.
I mentioned that we did that in the time “Before Kids.”

Is there any better feeling in golf — at least on the local charity scramble circuit — than betting on yourself to put the ball on the green of a par 3, stepping up to the tee, hitting a no-doubt-about-it shot to the dead center of the putting surface, and then, as the volunteer starts counting out your winnings, waving him off and donating it back to the charity?