The inspiration for this was a thought I had when I tried to watch Sparty and the Hawks last week.
This was Dementor football ..... it sucked all the happiness and life out of anyone that watched the game. Between Dantonio's perpetual scowl, the walrus' utterly predictable play calling and the thorough incompetence of Ferentz I wanted to slit my wrists...and then I remembered that Harry Potter had to eat chocolate after an encounter with a Dementor. So grabbed a beer and changed the channel to "Diners Drive-Ins and Dives" to get my color back.
Tresselball made me feel that way too sometimes; but then again, even Dementors are damned effective.
Seriously...Dementor football...who else has an example?