Musings of an old goat. Reason tells me I am straining at the upper time limits of this game we were thrust into so many years ago. But I remain curious about all sorts of things. I find that the physical discomfort of living is totally overcome by the joys of living, learning, and loving. Every dawn gives promise of a new adventure.
Monday, March 27, 2006
I Wonder...
I wonder if any of today’s football stars would be stars if the game were still played by the rules I grew up with. Then, if a player came out of the game, he couldn’t come back in within the same quarter. Thus, there were no such things as “kicking teams” “offense” and “defense” and all the specialty teams. You wanted to play football, you did everything. The game was a closer reflection of life -- you didn’t succeed being half good.
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