“Autumn, which is bearing down upon us like a
menacing linebacker, is, as John Keats said, a season of mists and mellow
fruitfulness and chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE). Actually, Keats, a
romantic, did not mention that last part. He died before the birth of the
subject of a waning American romance, football. This sport will never die, but
it will never again be, as it was until recently, the subject of uncomplicated
national enthusiasm.”— George F. Will, “Football’s Enjoyment is on a Fade Pattern,” The Washington Post, Sept. 1, 2017
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