While this season lacks the obvious intrigue of a Tom Brady returns to Foxborough matchup, which, for both central parties involved, represented something more akin to a Super Bowl emotionally than the Super Bowl Brady had just played in, the NFL is no slouch when it comes to stacking its best games.
As purveyor of our drug of choice, the league knows we’ll diligently watch Panthers-Seahawks in early December because that’s what we’re trained to do. Like an old cowboy patting his inside jacket pocket for that pack of Marlboros, we take out the remote, plug in CBS and wonder why the hell we’re watching Sam Darnold spell a sidelined Matt Corral when we should be shopping for loved ones or salting the driveway.