MINNEAPOLIS — This week stunk. It was cold. The Super Bowl in front of us lacked any real juice. A backup quarterback was starting for one team. The other has been here a zillion times, every story involving those guys has been told, and 44 states are sick of them the same way so many of us were sick of the Yankees 20 years ago.
But guess what? Football is still king. The NFL is still king. And last night is why. At the end of a season that was sideways in so many ways, the NFL proved once again that, when it comes to professional sports leagues, it is the most catlike—always landing on its feet.