There is no banal color commentary, no players milling around between plays — just athletes carrying a billion-dollar industry on their backs with amazing plays.
I went to college at the University of Texas at Austin, a place where football reigns supreme. I wasn’t much of a fan, but many of my classmates showed up as dyed-in-the-wool devotees. Their zealotry wore me down, and I eventually joined the fans who packed into Darrell K. Royal stadium for every single Saturday home game. I was swept up, along with everyone else, in the annual cycle of anticipation, fanaticism, disappointment and acceptance.