Somewhere in California….
The old man grumbled. He said to himself, “Wait. Was I supposed to do something tomorrow?”

He muttered to himself, “Aww, shit! I think I promised to fill in on Saturday mornings now that Hippo is done with JV football and now that he apparently has decided he doesn’t care about the Premier League.”
He looked up the day’s soccer calendar. It was full of games yet none of them actually involved Premier League teams. That’s not quite true, actually. The FA Cup would be on. However, no one gave a shit about the FA Cup. Not even Hippo.
The old man reflected that Hippo might be close to a breakthrough. It would be either a positive one or a negative one. On the bright side, the Broncos might win the Super Bowl and he might decide to ask out that girl he mentioned in one of the posts. On the not-so-bright side, the Steelers might win the Super Bowl, and he might take so many pills, he may never be heard from again.
A 50/50 proposition, I’d say…
Choose your own adventure in the comments until the first Wild Card game begins. You may ask, why is this getting published in the middle of the night? Because the scheduler is borked and I want to sleep in.

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