It’s coming. The news is focusing on football. Our pro baseball team is doing so poorly that we look to football for our victory hopes! It all reminds me of my own football career.
Junior year in college my flag football team was comprised of some truly athletic people. And me. However, we did manage to win first place in our highly competitive “division.” It’s the only trophy I ever earned, and I proudly displayed the six-inch tall plastic acknowledgement.
Senior year of my career, I managed to sprain my ankle and require crutches after one game. The problem was, it was a game played just days before our choir bus was to leave for our participation in Saint Pope John Paul II’s Mass in Iowa. Of course, I got to go with my choir, but I couldn’t stand where they were. Instead, I got to go to the front of the huge crowd and sit on the ground where the other crippled or injured people were. At the end of Mass, the Pope went around to a few stations to bless us, and he stopped a mere ten feet in front of me! I have never seen another face radiate such love and kindness as did Saint Pope John Paul II’s.
That was the best game of football I ever played!