Getting Out in the Real World Before NFL Siege Begins
This really is the worst day of the football season. The NFL conference title games. If you watch them end to end, and even most casual fans do, you can blow an entire Sunday, no problem.
So, struck by a sudden surge of energy ... or maybe it was more just a commitment to go outside while the sun was out ... I took a walk around the neighborhood. About 45 minutes, actually.
I went up into the hills behind me, and looked at a new tract of homes, one that goes right up to the National Forest boundary, and broke a slight sweat.
It's a nice day. Which you would never know if you sat around waiting for the AFC title game to begin.
Sun is out, valley is fairly clear, it's the low 60s ... and from the highest point in the last tract, you get a nice view of the San Bernardino Valley. And I can tell you that, still, the runways of the former Norton Air Force Base remain the most visually arresting feature of the valley, at least here at the Berdoo/Highland end.
I felt better about myself when I came back, knowing I would spend the next seven hours watching a lot of commercials and a bit of pro football. I mean, I didn't miss the WHOLE day.
So, at halftime, New England 14, San Diego 9. Closer than I thought, but don't you have a sense the Chargers have missed their chance to be in the lead? Three field goals, no touchdowns?
I'm not sure they can play better. I know the Patriots can play better.
Back to the TV, the modern opiate of the masses.