The Super Bowl is over and the NFL season came to an expected, but unsatisfying end for me. Patriots, Schmatriots. I can turn my attention to hockey, which I will. But I’m a football guy and I can’t quite go without. It’s a lot like my buddy from college that could never be without a significant other. If a relationship ended, he was open for business and hiring immediately. Sure he got catfished, beat up, embezzled from and was prescribed a boat-load of antibiotics...but deep down he was content. That’s how I feel about football.