Cheesesteaks vs. Cheeseheads.

I'm still not following football much, because football continues to impoverish its fans, promote degenerate gambling, and employ wokester-in-chief Roger Goodell as commissioner of the NFL. Dumdum Goodell was doubtless the brains behind the decision to put the first game of the season, between strong contenders from Green Bay and Philly, in South America, and force North Americans who wanted to watch the game to use Peacock, NBC's streaming service, which is somewhere in popularity between endodontic surgery and CNN+. 

Old habits die hard, though, and I had to check in this morning, hoping to see that the Eagles had lost. Alas, that was not the case. 

Still, I have some fellow feeling for the citizens of Philadelphia. In 2022, recall, they lost the Super Bowl by 3 points to the Kansas City Chiefs, and then in October lost the World Series to the Houston Shenanigans. 

But the year was actually even worse. The Philadelphia Union, the city's soccer team, also made it to the championship match and also lost, to Los Angeles. The Flyers finished dead last in the Metropolitan Division of the NHL, which means eighth out of eight, and accomplished the impressive feat of missing the NHL playoffs, which takes some doing. The 76ers got to the second round of the NBA playoffs but lost to Miami. One might look in vain for joy from the Wings (lacrosse) or the Soul (arena football, off and on), but no joy was to be had in 2022. 

The Phillies are having another great season currently, and one can only hope that they get overconfident and crap out soon. As for football, the NFL can move all their games to Peacock and have them played in other parts of the world for all I care, places where they think footballs are round and it's okay to pretend to be hurt when you aren't. I don't care.

Unless the Cowboys are good this year. Then I'll have a rooting interest -- against someone.