By Joe Torosian
“We’ll fight’em until Hell freezes over, then we’ll fight’em on ice.”—Dutch Myer, TCU
Right off the Top: How marvelous, how wonderful and my song shall ever be.
I never used to think much of the expression/phrase of “seeing the forest through the trees…” (I think that’s how it goes.)
But as time passes I gain a better appreciation for it.
It might seem ridiculous, but this is what came to me the other day…I love football…Yes, I really like baseball, don’t feel much for basketball and truly enjoy playoff hockey when the Kings are involved…But I love football!
Now before you start thinking, “what’s the big deal?”
Think about this…We get to enjoy football…We get to watch football…And I’ve been very blessed and continue to be blessed that I get to write about football.
You go to an NFL game, and people are there for the show…That’s a general statement…but it covers much of what happens at the professional level. A USC contest at the Coliseum is a different story…A high school game—more accessible—can be/should be/and usually is a very different story.
People who come to a high school football game are invested beyond the purchase of their ticket. They might have a loved one playing. They might have the son of a family friend playing. They might be going to watch their alma mater…They might be going to exchange some trash-talk with someone they’ve encountered in life and on line. They might be going because it’s the place to be on a Friday night.
When you’re some place, like a football game, surrounded by people invested and impassioned it is a great experience…You might even call it, a blessing.
“Oh, that’s insane!”
No, it’s not. It’s only insane when you allow yourself to be affected by those who are perpetually pissed off about anything and everything.
Because sports—I’m talking mainly football—involves our young people committing to something. Something bigger than themselves. Very little of what we do today we requires surrender to something beyond ourselves.
You get to be part of that…We get to be part of that…So why…why are we always upset and complaining?…You don’t like recruiting; you don’t like transfers, you don’t like the head coach, you don’t like the administration, you don’t like CIF, you don’t like Tim Peterson…You hate this f-bombing teacher and that f-bombing teacher…It never ends…I’ve been around for twenty plus years and it never, ever, ends…
But what is finite is the time you get to see these players play. To see and enjoy your sons and daughters. They are here today and off to live life tomorrow…So enjoy it!
Now if you want to complain that it’s too hot to play football in August and that it’s ridiculous the regular season schedule has to be moved up to accommodate the state playoffs…I’m with you.
But we still get to see the game…And even a 57-0, Gladstone victory over Firebaugh is a gift compared to what is going on in the world around us.
This may be the most obvious, simple, elementary column I’ve ever written…But…We get to see football…We get to hang out on the sideline or in the stands…We get to shake hands with old friends…Exchange insults…Laugh, laugh hard and reminisce.
…And laugh and smile some more.
We get to see young men happy. When everybody conservative, liberal, Christian, atheist is preaching the end of the world…we get to see joy in our young people. That is not a cheap thing…It is a blessing.
How marvelous, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be.
I share not just for YOU to enjoy…Not just for YOU to change your way of thinking if indeed it needed to be changed, but as a reminder for me—again—about how blessed I’ve been for the last twenty years of my life.
I wanted to write this a few weeks ago after the SGV Shootout…but held off until I saw a recent round of complaints that looked a lot like complaints from 2012, 2007 and even 2002.
Perpetual complaining means being perpetually unhappy and being perpetually unhappy makes you a drag to be around.
(A reeaaaaaal Munson!)
There was a time where all the walls in my RamCave were covered with dry erase ink and magnets for all the teams and most of the players we were covering. There was a stretch where I had access to nine different Hudl accounts from coaches…I was addicted to game film…I knew the name of the backup quarterback in Morro Bay, the entire starting backfield at 29-Palms and final freshman football standings of the Mission Valley League in 2008…I got angry when I didn’t get my updates from Nipomo and El Rancho…I was so immersed in prep football that watching college football on Saturday seemed like a waste of time…We actually contemplated in the office the possibilities of covering the SIAC! Talk about insanity!
Finally, I had to step back to rediscover the joy I felt for football. I had to take some time and see the forest through the trees.
I hope that makes sense…If not, too bad, it does for me.
I’m never going to be the guy I was before…but I am going to enjoy every minute of this upcoming season…Whether I’m on the sideline watching a game at The Swamp, at El Rock or enjoying a Monsoon down the 605.
We’re blessed…It doesn’t cure cancer, feed the hungry, end terrorism or squash hyper-dispensationalist theology, but High School football is a gift…and I intend to enjoy it before the time comes for me to do something else.
How marvelous, how wonderful, and my song shall ever be.
Midbits (same as ‘Tidbits’)
Midbits: As far as MVS is concerned…Alhambra’s Ron Vrooman can post here any time he wants. I’d give him column space if he would take it.
Midbits: “No such thing as a friendly wager unless it’s with a woman.”—Aram Tolegian
Midbits: On this date in 1976 the ABA merges four teams into the NBA. If you are under 30, can you name the four teams?
***Note*** I sat next to a very arrogant AP writer at a basketball game back in 2001 who butchered this when the question was put to him.
Midbits: Go Mets!
Midbits: The Rams only have two quarterbacks listed on their roster (Jared Goff & Sean Manion). Have they signed anybody else? Because my arm is loose.
The “Los Angeles” Chargers have four listed: Philip Rivers, Kellen Clemens, Eli Jenkins (rookie) and Mike Bercovici (rookie).
The Dude abides…
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