I have never been a sports enthusiast although I often find
myself intrigued when watching Venus or Serena Williams play tennis. Young Gold Medalist Gymnast Gabby Douglas was
spectacular to watch, but football has never done it for me. Well, there was that one time in 1985 when
“Sweetest” Walter Payton and the Chicago Bears played in and won Super Bowl XX.
Not only did I root for the home team, but I also watched every thrilling and
non-thrilling moment of the game until the Bears gained their much-earned
victory over the New England Patriots. Sadly, even though I have attended
several Super Bowl parties, I must admit I have not watch a complete game since
1985. I have laughed at a few commercials
and managed to catch a few half time shows; however, I usually find someone to
talk to that has as much interest in football as I do.
Last week, I heard on an MSNBC news program that someone had
actually circulated a petition asking that the Monday after the Super Bowl be
made a national holiday. It has several thousands signatures and only need a
few thousand more before the White House will give it actual consideration.
Personally, I do not think the Monday after the Super Bowl should be named a
national holiday, after all, it would only give those over zealous football
fans who ate, drank, and screamed too much a chance to sleep off the effects of
a good time. Personally, I would like to see a national women’s day holiday
where women everywhere are recognized for all they do to keep this world running.
I bet Michelle Obama, Hilary Clinton, Jill Biden, Sonia Sotomayor, Maya
Angelou, Myrlie Evers-Williams and thousands other great women would sign that
petition. I would not only sign it, but
I’d personally deliver it to the White House.
Thought for the day:
Accolades are freely
welcomed gifts. Speak well of those you admire while they can hear and rejoice
in the moment.
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