The Big Game, Part II: Sound and Fury

Curses!  I was unable to threaten, bribe, or trick anyone into granting us a better vantage point, but I was able to poke the oaf in front of us enough to induce him to move over a few precious inches so that we might observe the field of play.

It is full dark now,


the crowd screaming horde of spectators is assembled,


the enormous, garish viewing screen is illuminated,


and we have the requisite towel,


with which, I gather, we are to encourage “our” team to fight fiercely for control of that oddly-shaped leather ball.

Let the game begin!

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