A little OT, perhaps, but each year around this time instead of trying to become invested in what the NFL passes off as "football" I dig out my collection of NFL Films Games of the Week, This Week in Pro Football, and Team Yearbooks from the 1960s and 1970s and re-live my youth, through the eyes of my gridiron heroes, when they seemed larger than life, teams were truely dynasties, and the men who coached them were the granite-jawed geniuses of the game.
I don't know exactly what it is that football lost between then and now--maybe it was the natural grass, mud, dirt, snow, maybe it was the open air stadiums, maybe it was the contact, and the way the game was officiated and the rules that were in place, or maybe it was just me growing up and getting old. And I don't even know if it's the same for others, but to me, the game has definitely changed, not for the better. It has lost something, become a pale imitation of what it once was.