It is the slow time...

[GapControl]

Yes, it is back. The time of year that football fans hate the most. Seventy plus days to training camp, rookies are all in, and no new news rolling off the presses. That is unless you love to devour those humanitarian pieces Hobson puts up.

So, what is a guy going to do? Turning his attention to major league baseball, he sees that the Reds are in last place. Sadly, it comes as no surprise. He decides to check out hockey then quickly realizes he doesn`t watch hockey on tv simply because he can`t seem to locate the ball. Nevermind allowing for whether or not there is a season or even professional league now... and furthermore, we don`t have a team. Ah, yes, that is it! He comes to the near genius conclusion, so near in fact that it almost bumps his head, to watch professional basketball! Of course, it was right there all along, planted firmly in his massive, sports-loving cerebral cortex.

Then a tragedy. Like a lost love that flitters through his memory, the name Cincinnati Royals conjurs up confusion and despair. "Is there a pro team around these parts?", he questions. The answer quickly roots itself right up against that before mentioned genius conclusion in the before mentioned cerebral cortex. The answer is no. There is not a pro team in Cincinnati. There is Lebron up north and a strangely colored team in racetrack land but nothing which a stone can be chucked at.

Now, a building, anxious delirium sweeps his senses. Maybe, a team should be started! So he can watch the NBA in this time of desolation and actually care for the team he is rooting for! It would be fantastic. Bob Huggins could retire from West Virginia and lead his recently founded team on a mission of reestablishing Cincinnati in the Heartland of Basketball. Ah, yes... it is so fantastic.

So fantastical that it will never come to be.

So, yes, it is back. He knows once the delirium has passed. The time of year has returned where football junkies in Bengaldom strain and gasp for every possible NFL-sweetend gulp of air. Back to devouring those humanitarian Hobsonisms.

[HoosierCat]

Yeah, we've hit the football doldrums. But ya know what? I'll take it.

We could, gawd forbid, be Steelers fans and having a whole herd of cows over a cranky OG.

Or we could be Green Bay fans, mired in their annual, neverending, Favre saga.

Or we could just be fans of the Bengals of not-so-yore, debating questions like, who will win the camp battle for QB, Akili Smith or Scott Mitchell?

Slow time? Fine by me.

[GapControl]

Fat Sam got cut... the slow time ends.