OK. I know I am late weighing in on my Farve opinion. I generally state somewhat out of the sports genre; but I am compelled to share my genius on this matter. All I have been hearing and reading about of late is the recent re-re-return of Quarterback Brett Farve.
I hear questions about his legacy. Will it be tarnished? Diminished? I hear people say he is a "flip-flopper", and that he should just make up "his mind". Which brings me succinctly to my point. It is his mind. Not mine. Not yours. His. Honestly the guy can play till he fifty for all I care. One of the interesting quotes I heard from someone about playing with Brett was this; "Playing with Brett made the game fun again". I'm paraphrasing, as I am prone to do. But this point is strong and relevant; and even pervasive in the language people use around him. He plays the game with childlike enthusiasm. He is a relentless competitor. He is tenacious.
OK. Now bear in mind, these comments are not coming from the local chess-club. The people making these statements are ball-players at the highest level. Men who have paid the price to play arguably the greatest game ever. If there is a Valhalla (Viking Lore, how ironic), then Farve has earned a seat at the table.
Walking away. Again, I hear people talking about how he should "walk away", and "step aside". Really? By whose rules? Who says when its time to go? Remember most of the people who's opinions we're listening too, are looking forward to retirement. Which many of us dream of. Thats because we WORK for living. Imagine if you played for a living. And yes I know this is where everyone (both of my readers) says how hard the game is year round training, etc.... Remember, this is a guy who "plays" the game like a "kid". Also the other word you hear when people talk about Brett and football is "fun".
So basically, if I'm hearing things correctly, we have a lot of people, who are upset because this guy kept changing his mind about doing something "fun". With a few small (12-13 million) benefits as well.
My take on this. GO Vikings.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
The Cats in Carriage
You know, I don't think it gets any easier. As adults we age. Our children age. Our parents age. Each scenario creates its own set of challenges. Just when you think you have some understanding of something; anything. Then life throws you another curve. Changes the rules. Breaks the rules. Life really sucks that way. Honestly, and I think I could make a fairly certain case that the main rule of life is that there really are no rules.
Yes there are certainties. Gravity is good one. Generally speaking you "reap what you sew"(the bible, chapter somewhere, verse somewhere), which is an oldy but a goody. If its too good to be true.... It is.
But I digress. My kids are growing exponentially right in front of me. I don't want to miss any of it. Man does it go fast. One minute your holding this tiny being in your hand, only to sit dumbfounded the next, realizing you have again (again) been outsmarted by your child. My god if they ever learn to get along, and start hunting in a pack; I'm toast. Its funny I spend so much time trying to make my children get along. It really smacks of "be careful what you wish for". Besides that, sibs will be sibs. They concur on the important things. Ice-cream, Scooby Doo, and Mom is really the one in charge.
If only to stop time in its tracks. To enjoy the moment. The moment which I fear has a tendency to get lost in our fast paced society of instant information. I wonder if it is like this in Amish country.
"Well Ezekial, I would love to play with yee, but I've got this barn to raise, and these cows to milk. Oh Hezekia, it's seems as though yesterday you were but a boy. Know here you are eleven, married, with a full beard (I might have my religions wrong......)."
I wonder if someday our kids will laugh and say, "remember DVD players?"
Yes there are certainties. Gravity is good one. Generally speaking you "reap what you sew"(the bible, chapter somewhere, verse somewhere), which is an oldy but a goody. If its too good to be true.... It is.
But I digress. My kids are growing exponentially right in front of me. I don't want to miss any of it. Man does it go fast. One minute your holding this tiny being in your hand, only to sit dumbfounded the next, realizing you have again (again) been outsmarted by your child. My god if they ever learn to get along, and start hunting in a pack; I'm toast. Its funny I spend so much time trying to make my children get along. It really smacks of "be careful what you wish for". Besides that, sibs will be sibs. They concur on the important things. Ice-cream, Scooby Doo, and Mom is really the one in charge.
If only to stop time in its tracks. To enjoy the moment. The moment which I fear has a tendency to get lost in our fast paced society of instant information. I wonder if it is like this in Amish country.
"Well Ezekial, I would love to play with yee, but I've got this barn to raise, and these cows to milk. Oh Hezekia, it's seems as though yesterday you were but a boy. Know here you are eleven, married, with a full beard (I might have my religions wrong......)."
I wonder if someday our kids will laugh and say, "remember DVD players?"
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