The Bewitching Hour

It’s Sunday afternoon, the street is silent: minimal vehicular traffic: not a police siren for hours, and not a voice under my window.  It’s SuperBowl Sunday!  Amazing it is, that no one needs to do all the usual things.   The folk is tucked away in cafes, apartments bars, watching grown men fight to the death in Romanesque style.

And how much money is wagered on these games?  According to the articles read – world wide- billions.  For a game.  For Rome. For the betterment of the players health after knocking out their brain functions?

if you dare:

http://www.sbnation.com/2015/1/27/7916937/breaking-madden-super-bowl-2015-seahawks-patriots