Super Bowl Sunday

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I received an e-mail this morning from a close Denver friend, now living in Naples, Florida.  For the almost 30-years that I have known her, I can definitively say that her interest in football bounces off the bottom of the scale.  Unless, of course, it was one of the Denver Bronco's who was incredibly cute and single.  Nathan Elam comes to mind back in the day.

The e-mail mail was titled "Kurt Warner STORY" with an appropriate attachment, Mr. Warner (I have been on a first name basis with only a few professional athletes) doing something in Indonesia for the United Nations World Food Programme.  No caption, no identification of the other person in the shot, nothing to make my heart pound. 

This is important to me, why?  It is only football, a barbaric gladiator game that pays its players exorbitant amounts of money so the Romans can see blood.  Now if it were baseball.... What some see as a slow boring sport, I see as a competition of speed, design, true team work and intellect. 

Here in the middle of Middle America, I am supposed to be angry at the football Cardinals.  They left St. Louis to call Arizona their home, much like the Dodgers leaving Brooklyn in the middle of the night.  Now, if I were a betting man (which I am), my money would be placed on the Steelers only because they have been loyal to Pittsburgh since the beginning.

But my heart will remain loyal to The Yankees (I am a New Yorker after all), the Jets (they trained two miles from my childhood home), the Colorado Rockies, the Denver Broncos and Nuggets (my home for 25-years, 5-months and 22-days, but who's counting) and forever a St. Louis Billikans and University of Northern Colorado Bears fan.  And now, I suppose, I need to include the University of Missouri, though I feel a certain twinge in my back when I say "Go Tigers."

So let Sunday be a day of rest and relaxation.  Stay away from those parties and the sports bars.  You know there will be available tee-times at the golf course, seats at the movies, and quiet in the house.

Oh yes, and more food and beer for me!  Go Clydesdales!

David Rosman is a award winning editor, writer, professional speaker and college instructor in Communications, Human Resources, Ethics, Business and Politics. David is also a featured columnist for the MissouriTribune.com, the Columbia Missourian and TRCB.com. He welcomes your comments.

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