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To the cadence of drums and bugles they enter the field, helmets gleaming in the light, all clad in colorful matching battle dress. A cadre of warriors crossing the impending battleground. Prancing like cavalry steeds, chomping at the bit, ready and eager to join the fray. Visceral electric energy fills the air, as in one collective voice they begin their warrior battle chant. Across the field their adversary's approach, clad in helmets and armor, fit and ready. Both sides determined to defeat the other. Fridy Night under the lights. The contest about to begin.
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Oct 7, 2023
Oct 7, 2023 at 2:49 PM UTC
The Contest Begins....
To the cadence of drums and bugles they enter the field, helmets gleaming in the light, all clad in colorful matching battle dress. A cadre of warriors crossing the impending battleground. Prancing like cavalry steeds, chomping at the bit, ready and eager to join the fray. Visceral electric energy fills the air, as in one collective voice they begin their warrior battle chant. Across the field their adversary's approach, clad in helmets and armor, fit and ready. Both sides determined to defeat the other. Fridy Night under the lights. The contest about to begin.
Played out thousands of times each week in America, at schools large and small, from youngsters for fun, to beefy grown men earning a living, spectator stadiums filled with cheering rabid fans. Gridiron! More than merely a sport, an extension of our human evolution, a harnessing of our inner natural instincts for aggression and mutual hostility. Thankfully little or no blood is shed, it is but a game. But oh, what a truly marvelous sport to watch and to have played. Last night watching my youngest High Schooler grandson and his brother warriors play and defeat their foes of the week 42 to 6. Though, I felt saddened for the other team, it was a very one-sided affair. But then, there is as much knowledge gained from losing, as from winning. I believe that to be true and have shared that knowledge with my offspring. Hopefully those boys on the opposing team hear that from a parent, or coach that cares about them as well. Life Lessons, come in many ways.
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Oct 7, 2023
Oct 7, 2023 at 2:49 PM UTC
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