Uninterrupted

I can be nice on occasion. If my son-in-law wants to watch football when he’s over, OK. Golf, no. So, yesterday, no Tiger Woods in sight, we had the Fiesta Bowl on, Texas Christian vs. Michigan. I watched in wonder as the two teams combined for forty-four points in the third quarter. In the NFL, six touchdowns and a field goal in one quarter would’ve taken about, oh, an hour to ninety minutes because we must have our commercials. But ESPN had another game to broadcast, Ohio State and Georgia in the Peach Bowl. There was a schedule to keep, so commercials be damned, or so it felt. To see just part of a game unfold without broadcast interference was surreal. Or was it just broadcast interference of another sort? Either way, a game played on in real time, and it sure beat golf.