NFL goes out with a bang-for me

Yesterday was the “Big Game” for the NFL. I have to admit, as a football fan, the NFL has been a troubled platform for lots of fans and players. As a military kid, dad was Air Force, I have a strong patriotic heart. It’s true I was disheartened at the continued disrespect I saw, but this was not just in the NFL-it was everywhere.

It made me harken back to that time when we were on our way back to the US from the Philippines after my dad spent most of that tour in Phan Rhang, VietNam. We were told not to mention our dad serving in VN, and it was best not to mention our father was military. He was told not to wear his uniform on once he reached the shores US because of the strong and sometimes violent anti-military sentiment at that time.

1969 it was.

When I saw the protests of the players kneeling, the flag burning, and the things said about our military forces, it was Déjà vu. I felt my late father was being disrespected-again. His career in the Navy during World War II, and in the Air Force for Korea and Vietnam seemed to have no value or meaning to many of these humans who weren’t even around at that time.

So, yesterday I got a a bit of mine back.

I live outside of Tucson AZ, home of the University of Arizona Wildcats. My in-laws, my husband, and my daughter are all UA alum. I’ve worked there, and hubby currently works there.

If anyone was watching, the Wildcats had four ex-players in the game. Two for each team. It was splendid for me and for my dad’s memory. You see, for at least eight years my father volunteered his time to the UA football team for Coaches Larry Smith and Dick Tomey, as a time keeper for football practice, on the sidelines holding headset cables (before wireless,) and helping out with anything coaches, players, and trainers needed.

My dad loved Arizona Football. 

To see Nick Foles, Coach Dave Fipp, Rob Gronkowski, and Marquis Flowers playing in the Super Bowl would have brought my dad incredible joy. He would have been happy no matter who won, but I’m kinda thinking he would have liked Nick getting a Super Bowl ring, since Rob already had two. But just knowing some of his boys were playing, well lets just say there was cheering in heaven!

Everyone has their own opinion about the topic of what the flag means and why they protest. That is their right. But this is mine. I love my flag just like I love my country. I know history shows there was very bad and wonderfully good events. This is the point of keeping history, to be aware and make sure those mistakes are never made again.

Cheers!

-N

 

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Writing and Dogs vs Kitten

Good news on the writing front. I sat here in the living room, casting You Tube videos, with my tablet nearby, and the words just came rolling out. The scene I just finished set up an important relationship that will affect several of my characters and will drive the big drama between the main characters.

I looked back at some of the stuff I wrote a few days ago, being a bit more critical and immediately noticed necessary edits. But I’m not going to touch those until this first draft puppy is done. I know better than to mess with it like that when so much is yet to be written. I’m at 16k+ words right now.

I’ve been working on a design for our Galifrey One t-shirts. We are going to wear matching T’s on Friday. I think what I’ve come up with is pretty nice. Simple but gets the point across. I’m so ready to to be there. My kids live on opposite coasts which makes it hard to get together. I need to sell a bunch of books so I have the money to fly to Orlando more often. My daughter in LA is easier, just a eight hour drive from Tucson. Flights are also cheaper from Phoenix to LAX. Next month will be wonderful with all six of us together. I was telling my sister this a few days ago and almost started to cry.

We have some cold nights in the forecast this week so the dogs are spending the nights indoors. It’s 7:30 pm and 38 degrees. It’s been hilarious watching the dogs as they figure out the little furry boss in our family. Cleo runs the show, this teeny calico kitten running the two big German Shepherds around. She isn’t shy of them, and she will play, especially with Millie. We weren’t sure how they would all get on once they were introduced, but with patience they are coexisting.

Hope all of you are enjoying what ever is happening at your place.

Cheers!

-N

Yay Nick Foles and the Eagles!! 

The Football Cult

Well it’s finally happened. I have no favorite to win in the Super Bowl. Neither team has sucked me in, and that is okay with me. I’ve observed the Super Bowl phenomena has taken on a festive spirit. I’ve worked places where people have taken off the day after the game. Retailers and media cater to it. It really is becoming an American holiday. It’s like New Years Eve, if you aren’t invited to a party or hosting a party something is wrong with you socially.

As a Texan I come from football loving roots. I have hardwired memories of Sunday afternoons during football season that always included games. In the past during the off season I’ve complained about no football on TV and was jonesing for a game to watch. I had season tickets for the Arizona Wildcats and if someone asked me I would say I am an Arizona Cardinals fan.

I like talking football, and I’m good at it. I keep myself current on what’s happening-just ask me my opinion on Johnny Manziel.

Admittedly some of my feelings come from the crap in the league the last few years. Domestic violence, criminal activity and cheating has disillusioned me and discouraged my interest. I was heartened when the NFL seemed to try to take these issues seriously, at first, but the self interest in money and success showed the leagues true colors. College athletes are seduced by it whether they are prepared or not, more often not.

I have been in fantasy football leagues and found that it wears me out. Tying to keep track of my players and tracking the points and injuries took some of the fun out of it. I was a league champion one year, much to my surprise.

But slowly I’ve been changing in my interest in football. I still watch some games and I still know a lot about the game. The desire for filling my weekends with college and professional games (Thursday, Sunday and Monday do you believe that?) has eased. I admit I want my teams to win, but I’m not doing everything I can to watch them. It’s just as easy to check the scores online after the games are done.

The romance is over. The football cult has lost it’s grip.

Cheers!

-N