They'll watch even if they're not in an office pool. And that it is indeed a kind of madness is demonstrated by hardly anyone's being able to remember who won last year's pool or with what team. But that doesn't matter, not this year. Like waves crashing on the shore, these helpless men will thrash about and smash themselves on the backboards of their minds, all the time looking for nothing but net. Indulge them their escape, their temporary regression to a time of carefree irresponsibility.
Chances are they've earned it.
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