Last Sunday, the NFL held its annual star studded flag football game they call the Pro Bowl.
This Sunday, millions of football fans will celebrate an unofficial American holiday as they huddle around their warm TV sets to watch the Colts and Saints duke it out in the Super Bowl.
Within the next two weeks, the 2010 Winter Olympics will commence in Vancouver and we will all be proven wrong: white men can jump, they just need skis.
And finally, on Valentine's day, Cupid will deliver not a box of chocolates to NBA fans, but an All-Star game taking place at Jerry Jones' Taj Mahal in Arlington, Texas.
These events will be recorded, debated and undoubtedly men and women in peak physical condition will show us the limits of the human body and then push past those same limits.
All the while, those of us on the couch will stare with our mouths open, in awe, little bits of Dorito cheese powder forming around the edges of our lips.
Mankind loves its sports and consequently the athletes who battle for glory in those sports. We mythologize them and convert these mere mortals in god-kings and heroes.
Maybe even superheroes.