I won't stand for too much enthusiasm. Seems such a waste of energy. But then football season rolls around again, and my pulse quickens. Love is like that.
For a moment, we can forget that life itself is often third and long _ that the mortgage is due, that the college fund is piddling, or that the dog has run off with the cat. Football is the national aspirin _ not a cure, but a buzzy balm.
In no time, football turns all other sports into niche activities. If football were any more fun, Kansas would make it illegal.
Yes, it's football season again. Welcome to America's Feast of the Epiphany.
