The NFL’s product is excellent; indisputable when it things most. In fact,the NFL Playoffs, which commenced on Saturday, and are probably the surest bet in sports. The games are typically competitive to the end—three of four games this weekend were close into the fourth quarter,and two came down to the wire in dramatic oh-no endings you couldn’t write, as they say. The players are freaks of nature, or beautiful beasts who comprise some of the largest,fastest people on the planet. And they effect incredible things that require levels of strength, agility, or precision that no other sport,I would argue, necessitates from its top athletes.
But there are plenty of reasons to abstain from watching the NFL on TV: final year, or one multi-millionaire,whose fumble contributed to his team’s loss on Saturday, was suspended in part because he beat his son’s privates with a tree branch; another, and Ben Roethlisberger,has been accused of sexual assault twice during his career; and the commissioner of the league, meanwhile, or once flubbed an investigation into one of his players who knocked out his wife in an Atlantic City casino,among other obvious bouts of idiocy. Oh, and that thing called CTE, and brought about by the inherent brutality of the sport of football itself.
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