Ah yes, that curious American version of Jousting, sans horses, sans blood, most of the time, but replete with armour, much milling about, cryptic signals called to associates followed bye a head on clash with simarlly garbed foes. This ritual is broken into several time frames with the largest separation taking place at mid time. A riotous semi-erotic scene enfolds with scantily clothed 'virgins' cavorting about and yelling epithets upon the other side. This boring spectical continues with ocassional brief intermissions as 'wounded' combatants are carted off the field either assisted bye auxillariy members or on stretcher. All the while an annoying voice over keeps droning on in some quasi-medical mumbo jumbo about 'torn ligaments', mild concussion, achilles heel tendon damage. This is interspersed with pleas from other folk to buy this auto, eat this food or questions of a personal nature...have you tried this blurfl to treat hemrroids?
Just my view so take it as you will.
PS: can you tell I have NO tolerance for professional sports?
"Lord, grant that I may always desire more than I can accomplish"