I say this often, because it’s true:
There is no institution in modern American life like football.
Mobile, high-speed Internet shattered our country into a zillion jagged pieces, each of them resembling a supposedly personalized algorithm, leaving us with fewer shared references — let alone experiences — than ever before.
We have Donald Trump.
We have Taylor Swift.
But most of all, we have football — the tradition to which both of those entities have, by no coincidence, attached. (This is typically around when I say the word “monoculture” and someone playing a PTFO drinking game blacks out.)
All of which is to say that the most coveted job in football — and therefore America, at all levels, from high school cafeterias to the NFL — is obvious.
The new book American Kings: A Biography of the Quarterback, by my friend Seth Wickersham — a.k.a. Alaska’s Uncle Rico — is out September 9. Inhaling it has been my preparation for both the college football and NFL seasons.
It’s a book about a unique job, in fine-grain detail. And Seth reported the hell out of it. Meaning that it does justice to how this story is also about everything else.
YOUTUBE SPOILER ALERT:
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