Sports
posted in General |SPORTS
I have been a sports fan all of my life from as far back as I can remember. Marbles, pin the tail on the donkey, quoits, horseshoes, track, softball, baseball, basketball, flag football, darts, volleyball, tennis, ping pong, cycling, soccer, skating, golf – you name it. And aside from the thrills of competing, I have witnessed some truly memorable events in the different sports. Along the way, I have attended the World Series, major college bowl games, the NCAA BB finals, big time track meets, tennis tourneys, etc etc. When I couldn't attend, I have been a faithful fan sitting in front of the TV. That very much applies to the Super Bowls, especially when my home team won 4 times.
Thus past January I watched the Cats vs the Pats – heckuva game (officially, Carolina vs New England). Worth every bit of the pre-game balleyhoo. However, I am proud to say that I did not watch 1 single minute of the half time show – and that has been my practice over the past 4-5 years. So to all of you big cats spending millions on half time commercials, I say, “you are wasting your time and money”. I have better things to do than watch nudity and simulated sex while being blasted out of the front room by what is loosely described as music. MTV is not exactly an unknown commodity, and I view with contempt the likes of Viacom's Mr. Karmazin who asks, “what is the definition of decency” , or the NFL's Mr Taglialube saying that “we all were surprised at Janet's bare boob”. Baloney. I tune in to watch a football game, not scurrilous and offensive behavior. Next year, I may just tape the game and Fast Forward thru the scuzzy commencials and the halftime show. I will not sit there at the mercy of scumbags who try to stretch the envelope in so-called entertainment.
President Andrew Jackson has always been one of my heroes as was Stonewall Jackson, and in more recent times, I liked Senator Scoop Jackson. I even sympathized with the plight of Shoeless Joe Jackson. But of late the good name of Jackson has been badly damaged by Jesse who can't keep his pants zippered, Michael who like to sleep with little boys who aren't his, and Janet who wins the booby prize. What a sad trio.
The other day I drove by a cemetery and noticed all of those tombstones dotting the lillside. I wondered if maybe a couple of them might have been for the Dodo bird and the Passenger pigeon – now long gone. If so, they are probably located alongside two more plots reserved for Decency and Modesty, courtesy of CBS, Viacom and the NFL.
Oh sure, these kinds of people will back off and be good boys — until the next time. You can bet on it!