Lazy Sunday Afternoon 

I arrived at my cousin's house in University City late Saturday night, and I had planned to take Sunday and Monday morning off. It was a good thing, too. My left ankle was still throbbing from the sprain a week before and I was taking stairs one at a time. I didn't even want to think about limping the next 140 miles. Furio the cat had the right idea... just sit back, relax, and watch Sunday afternoon football.