Tonight, Football Weekend begins its second decade. Unfathomable. What began as a mere one-off, my conspiracy to rescue a buddy from his raving psychosis of a wife, has become a tradition that's outlived both relationships. As it should be.
Logistics are such that FBWs must be selected well in advance, and these games are evidence of that. Consider, for example, how good Carolina-Pittsburgh and Cincy-Indy looked five months ago. Let us not speak of how much we paid for those Carolina tickets. Rounding out the weekend are Seattle-San Francisco and Atlanta-Dallas. Not bad, but not a great slate either. At least the Monday night game will feature two desperate teams. As for tonight, if you have the NFL Network, tune it in. They're forecasting 100 mph wind gusts. I'll be the guy in the stands.
Thanks go to Jen and Jeff, who will squat in my house and watch Ed's increasingly bizarre leg-kicking antics in my absence.