For the legions of admirers he left behind, the late summer months can be a melancholy time. As chatter about this year’s team begins to pick up around barbecues and bars again, as the faint buzz of college campuses stirring back to life slowly begins to rise, as media outlets swarm like locusts to the unimpressive facilities of otherwise unknown towns for up-to-the-minute reports from training camps nationwide, it can only mean one thing: football season is starting again. And with it, the bemoaning wails of a rudderless counter-culture movement once again. Read Rosie’s review here
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