Setting of the NFL Sun

Not many weekends on TV are able to compete with our fiend-like addiction to Super Bowl Sunday; but last weekend did come close. With the opening of the 2010 Winter Olympics, the Daytona 500 and All-Star Weekend the hangover from Football Season wasn't so pronounced. Though, instead of watching 300 pound 'roid raging Bastids smashing skulls, the public will switch gears to speed skating and 12 car pile-ups. So, although millions of men grieve over the setting of the NFL sun there is still much bloodshed to be had on the airwaves; because lets face it, people like heartbreak. As long as it doesn't include themselves. So, when 2 racers on the Korean Short Track Team tripped each other up on the last turn of the Men's Finals, resulting in the loss of 2 Olympic Medals, people gasped, cringed, hollered and cheered. For, no matter how nervous we get, it's like a Train-wreck and we cannot look away. There are some who complain we pay our Professional Athletes too much in this country. That all we're doing is churning out pampered Divas who are poisoned by the trip of an American Ideal. I say they aren't. They aren't being paid for just putting a ball in a basket, or through the uprights or in a cup, but rather to be players in an allegory of life. The microcosm of the American Dream. We know their stories, sympathize with them, their dreams are ours and because of that we cheer with them, laugh with them, cry with them. It's they who live and die by the trade, something we do everyday.