The player races down the rink, flying so fast it almost seems as if he is floating on a cloud. Gracefully, he weaves his way through all in his path, opponents and teammates alike. The player is in heaven, nothing and no one can stop him; that is, until he is rudely shoved back down onto earth, literally.
You’re walking down a street when you suddenly catch a glimpse of a man lying motionless on the street. His body is rigid, with his arms by his sides, and cars are swerving to avoid him. Another man is grinning and recording the event with his iPhone.
What is it about this savage sport that is so transfixing? The Super Bowl had 111 million viewers this year, a new record.