Well, this is just about the time of the football season where every game becomes a big deal. Coming up on the middle of the season. Everybody is talking about who’s up, who’s down, who’s hurt and who’s healthy. At least I suppose everybody is. This year, just like last year, I chose to not bow down to my entertainment. Last year was so hard. I would find myself cheating from time to time to keep up with the scores. I loved my team.

This year I had such high expectations. They had a whole season to fix this huge problem… but they didn’t. I had the NFL Sunday Ticket. I watched one game. One game. I haven’t seen five seconds of any game beyond that first Sunday. I guess I finally came to terms with the whole mess last Sunday when after church, we all went down town for brunch and the games were on. I sat with my back to the game I loved.

I suppose there is a metaphor here somewhere.

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