“It’s almost time for the football again,” Uncle Gino said as he closed his apartment door behind him.



“That’s right, Uncle Gino,” I said. “Just a month away.”



Uncle Gino still doesn’t understand football, but he likes to talk about it, especially during our Sunday morning walks.



“I have been watching the college football festivals on television,” Uncle Gino said as we headed down the sidewalk.



“Festivals?” I know a lot about college football, but I wasn’t aware of any festivals.



“Yes, the festivals,” Uncle Gino said. “They were on all week. It’s where people with microphones make the players and coaches sit on chairs and talk about college football things.”



“Oh — media days,” I said.



“Media days?”



“Yeah,” I said. “The big college football conferences hold...