Playoff Prison

Help! I'm trapped in front of the big screen watching the third football game of the weekend! I'm developing tunnel vision. Not even a lovely brunch of yogurt, granola, frittata, bacon sausage, banana bread and mimosas would lure the guys out of the TV room until half time!

Did I mention that I hate football? Especially the undisguised violence punctuated by bodies writhing on the field. Oh, and the commercials. But don't get me started....