Eleanor and the Super Bowl

First, please, Eleanor’s vision of a “super bowl” would definitely be a large bowl that would hold, perchance, Cobages, a cabbage and almond soup.  The thought of viewing rather large men in strange looking uniforms (and where’s their chain mail?) mashing together on a grassy field without any visible arms (other than their own) and with no steeds would no doubt leave her most perplexed.  At least their pennants are flying, but, where are these strange fiefdoms — the San Francisco Forty-Niners and Baltimore Ravens?

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