Among other sports, I do follow American Football a bit. Have done since the days of Joe Montana and Jerry Rice.
Here in the UK the coverage is restricted to a "dog and pony show" of a programme at the week-end on the BBC with more talk than action. Gone are the days when the BBC used to show the Monday Night Game live in the small hours of our morning.
Our youngest son played amateur American Football herre in the Uk for about ten years. He's a big lad and was quick on his feet played wide receiver and later tight--end.
My wife and I went to all the games on Sundays. But he got too old for it twenty years ago now. She could probably still explain the "illegal receiver downfield," rule.
My favourite story was that at one match our son got hit by two defenders and was laid out on the pitch. My wife said to me, "Go down and see if he's OK." I replied, "He'd rather die than have his dad come onto the pitch to check on him!" He was only winded and got up after a minute and carried on. There was always an ambulance and first-aiders at the ground. The rules of the league would not allow a game to start unless they were in attendance.
