Detective Lieutenant Scott Truman looked on as Police Sergeant Zane Stillman took pictures of the body of the dead woman on the floor. He looked out of the small back room through the doorway to the store front window of Lady Vadoma's Fortune Emporium. "You'd think she would've seen this coming," he said.
"Post hoc ergo propter hoc," Glenn said. "Though I think I prefer the more colloquial, if less technically correct, 'correlation is not causation'."
I'll leave the power rankings to the pigskin pundits and bobbleheads. For me, the NFL is simply the best TV on TV, an annual miniseries with a narrative that turns on a dime, full of Emmy-worthy star turns in both lead and supporting roles, almost weekly reversals of fortune and heroic comebacks, a six month quest for the one true diamond-studded ring, with finales that both captivate and disappoint - depending on your geography and rooting interests.
So, here are my initial NFL Fascination Rankings for 2021…
It's hot, was the first thing that Steve thought. And I have sand in my mouth. Why do I have sand in my mouth? Steve's head hurt. Steve's everything hurt.
Glenn congratulated Roberto and smiled as he reset the chessboard. Winning isn't everything, he thought.
That was now. This is then...
