Lee Corso was the first with the vision. The Schnell proclaimed the goal, now ever closer.
America used to be baseball, the national pastime now past its time, bucolic, nostalgic pastoral fantasies of our country's perceived yesteryear.
Football is now the soul of America, the representation of its character.
Football. Endemic to our consciousness, encased with a filigree of pageantry, argumentative, brutish, the recreational predilection of a combat-prone nation not long past puberty inclined to settle matters by force. The sport's bruising skirmishes commencing face to face, inches apart, Gettysburg on the gridiron.
We herald the warriors, extol the virtues of their courage.