So here I was, enjoying a nice autumn Saturday, waiting for some college football to start, and I decided to catch up on some New Yorker articles.  Scanning the table of contents of the Oct. 19th issue, I see Malcolm Gladwell.  “This should be intersting,” I think to myself.

The title was “Offensive Play,” but it’s the subtitle that really gives the summary of this article: “How different are dogfighting and football?”

My initial reaction was filled with anti-elitism.  Here is Malcolm Gladwell, a skinny, nerdy, Canadian-with-British-parents, former runner comparing grown men to dogs, and dismissing an extremely popular sport as morally repugnant.

After reading the article, I still have a fundamental issue with the extent to which this comparison is made, but I left it with a serious bad feeling about football.

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