Basically,my life revolves around football for half the year.
From August to February my little brother plays football at a local Park
Practice: Monday-Thursday 6:30-8:30 He usually gets home around 9:15 and we eat at 9:30at night. Games

aturdays 2:00-5:30
^First of all...WHATTHEFUCK. I can't even eat dinner or something at a regular hour? I'll sit with my family while they eat, but I'm fucking hungry and I don't wanna wait 2 hours for my little brother to come home and shower. I shouldn't have to.
I wouldn't have to IF this wasn't going on
Older Brother: Varsity Starter. Coaches my little brother's team
Practice: Monday Thru Thursday. Games friday (ON MY LITTLE BROTHER'S FUCKING DAY OFF!)
So Monday-Saturday are booked with football.
NOT TO MENTION the Thursday night NFL Game, the Saturday ALL DAY COLLEGE FOOTBALL.
NOW! SUNDAY! That's family NFL football day!
WHAT THE FUCK
MY SCHEDULE IS 24/7 FOOTBALL! MY LITTLE AND OLDER BROTHER ONLY TALK ABOUT FOOTBALL. EVERY SECOND IS FOOTBALL OR SOME OTHER SPORT!!!
I feel like shit because whenever I'm sitting in the car with either and a song comes on the Radio that they like I ask:
"Hey, I bet you can't tell me the artist who recorded this"
They tell me this:
"Nobody cares zach, I just listen to the song"
LIKE WTF!
My little brother has been playing football for 7 YEARS!
My older brother has been playing football for 10 YEARS!
I have been to basically every youth football practice of my brothers for 10 years (7 for my older brother before high school and and now 7 for my little brother. 4 Years of them playing together) and they can't even indulge in my interests just a little?
MY LIFE! REVOLVES!AROUND!THEIR!FOOTBALL!PRACTICE!SCHEDULE!
And they treat me like shit.
for 4 years of my life I had to wake up at 5:00am every saturday, spend my day from 6:30AM-4:00PM at some football field that i didnt wanna be at. I STILL don't wanna be there. But i'm there because i love and support my brothers. They go to my band stuff because they have to (they've told me this) and I go to their things because i love them
I feel so unappreciated as a brother. My parents don't acknowledge it either.