The first step on the path to recovery from addiction, or any sort of personal shortcoming for that matter, is admitting you have a problem. Today, I make one such admission: I’m a fan of NFL football.
I know. As a conservative, I should abandon a league that has long since abandoned me — a league that has coddled anthem-kneelers and flag-disrespecters; a league that celebrates any and all assaults on traditional American values while virtue-signaling to its leftist friends more vigorously than any wine-soaked, suburban Karen; a league whose leaders, advocates, and journalists practice selective outrage like it’s a bodily function. And there’s really no escape — woke messaging decorates every NFL end zone. Sports as a respite from politics is a thing of the