OK, y'all know I'm just not into football. Never understood the game, but attended many during my high school years. My main interest was the socializing and watching all the excitement. I jumped up to scream when others did; didn't know if it was a score or if they were screaming at the Ref. I loved the halftime show; seeing the cheerleaders go over to the visitor’s side and fain interest in chatting up the opposition, only to come back to the home side-shaking pom poms, giggling and throwing slurs at those "knobby-knee capped, bucked tooth, stringy haired" things from "THERE." Diplomacy and...