It’s quiet around the neighborhood this weekend. Everyone seems to be getting ready for the 49ers game. The Bay Area is on a sports roll and football is heating up again just when I thought we were finished with it. The only reason I’d know anything about football season is that I’d been noticing that I’m not weaving through Cal football fans lately when I go for swims at Hearst pool on campus. Since I don’t follow sports, that personal observation is always my first clue that Cal’s season has fizzled out. I kind of miss those fans. Their whole schtick reminds me of the scenes in Harry Potter where everyone is going to the World Quidditch Cup. It almost makes me want to be a fan.