I dozed repeatedly during the 3rd quarter of Colts/Vikings today. A Sunday afternoon football game snooze would not be remarkable, but for the fact that I was AT the game. Yesiree, high up in section 637 of the engineering marvel that is Lucas Oil Stadium, in a hard seat, in person at a live NFL game for only the second time in my life, and I kept nodding off.

I was rudely awakened at one point when a groan moved through the crowd like the wave--not a reaction to something that happened on the field, but nearby patrons commiserating with the guy who tripped while coming back up the stairs with a beer in each hand. At $7.50 a pop, they were very sympathetic. Only one person asked if he was okay, the rest were counting how few drops he spilled and congratulating him on a remarkable save.