Brighid's first American football game had been quite an experience. Though Tyler's team, therefore Brighid's team, had lost, she'd had a reasonably good time trying to learn the rules of the game from Samuel, with varied input from their other neighbors. It had been a lot to take in, however, in a somewhat rowdy atmosphere, and she was much happier sitting now in the relative quiet of the restaurant and not among legions of screaming and cheering (and jeering) fans.
After taking a sip of water, she put her glass down and said the one thing that had been on her mind all afternoon: "I still don't understand why you call this football. Only one player ever kicks the ball."