That’s American Football for everyone else. It’s that time of year when epic, manly men do epic, manly things. That’s right, it’s opening week of the N. F. L.
I wasted, I mean watched, nearly 3 hours of the Bengals vs. Ravens. My magnificent Bengals (I’m from Cincy so I’m kinda stuck with them) were bungling along, leading 15-0, before they do what the Bengals too often do: blow a lead. The Ravens came back to take the lead in the 4th quarter, and at that point, I turned off the game in disgust and went back to writing book 2 – a much more productive use of my time, I’m sure most of you would agree.
Of course, what this meant was that I missed the Bengals thundering right back and holding on to win the game. Oh well. At least the Men (the Bengals) won.
Back to writing.