And the weather can be a factor. Like tomorrow.
Granted most of the country (sans Florida) is in a deep freeze, but then there's Green Bay.
For those unaware, the playoff game tomorrow is in Green Bay and stars the Green Bay Packers, the San Francisco 49's and temperature.
The high tomorrow is FIVE.
My two year old can count higher than tomorrow's forecast's top temperature.
The low for tomorrow absent the wind, i.e. if everything is serene and calm, is a balmy negative 22. At some point, the value of spending the rest of your life with all of your fingers and toes intact comes into the equation even where playoff games are concerned. How much is my nose worth becomes more than a theoretical question, as the very real reality of vital members breaking off from being tackled in such a climate looms.
But we're not predicted to have calm and cold as in kill you if you inhale type cold weather in Wisconsin. It will be dark and there will be wind.
How much wind do you ask? Enough to make it feel like -35 to -45. Now I would debate if one can feel anything when the temperature on the field is colder than the surface of Mars on some days, but let's just say that before the wind chill, it was bone crushing awful. But Negative 35? That's somewhere between causes mass extinctions resulting in (shudder) more animated movies staring Ray Ramono and Mr. Freeze vs. Captain Cold. Yes, this is weather that can only create super villains.
Even I, football girl fan that I am, think this is dangerous stupid stuff.
The playoffs perhaps ought to be given the mercy of being played on neutral warm territory so both teams need not worry about being killed on route to the Super Bowl because of the weather. The one bonus of this artic exercise in machismo gridiron is I can watch and be spared the prospect of seeing Packer fans wearing Cheesekini's, a mercy if ever there was one.