I think I'm going to stop watching football. It won't be the first sport I've given up on. After the 2002 season, I stopped following baseball. I had come to the conclusion that 162 games of over three hours each was way too much time for a 42-year-old to be devoting...
6:50 a.m. — It's ten minutes before seven on the granddaddy of American holidays, and I'm not going to be sleeping anymore, but it's still ten and a half hours before kickoff, so why not put my nervous energy into something cliché — like, say, live-blogging Super Bowl...
I think I'm going to stop watching football. It won't be the first sport I've given up on. After the 2002 season, I stopped following baseball. I had come to the conclusion that 162 games of over three hours each was way too much time for a 42-year-old to be devoting...
6:50 a.m. — It's ten minutes before seven on the granddaddy of American holidays, and I'm not going to be sleeping anymore, but it's still ten and a half hours before kickoff, so why not put my nervous energy into something cliché — like, say, live-blogging Super Bowl...
