Thanksgiving
Posted by: Bradley McDonald
Not to be outdone by Southampton, I have composed my own "thankful" list (sports-centered, of course). I know you all have been waiting in baited anticipation.
I am thankful:
- for the precision of baseball, the aggressiveness of hockey, the athleticism of basketball, the strategy of football, the grace of tennis, and the exactness of golf.
- for guys like Brett Favre, whose courage outshines the most selfish stunt Terrell Owens can perform after a touchdown.
- that there's a chance (albeit very slim) that Carlos Beltran will be an Astro next year and not in those horrendous pinstripes.
- for Nick Saban.
- for tee-ball and before winning and losing mattered.
- for kids. watching my two year-old nephew and the adorable little Mackie (who came to visit with her famous blogging mom, Wendy) play this weekend reminded me of all the lessons that we can learn from (and teach) kids.
- for holidays with the family. Our outings usually go something like this: Eat. Play football. Eat. Play basketball. Eat dessert. Play basketball. Eat. Play football. Eat dessert. Play basketball. Eat. (And that's just in the first hour.) We usually top the day off by playing Scrabble, with the winner getting his/her name in the box along with the date and any accusations of cheating.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Now, go get fat.
Not to be outdone by Southampton, I have composed my own "thankful" list (sports-centered, of course). I know you all have been waiting in baited anticipation.
I am thankful:
- for the precision of baseball, the aggressiveness of hockey, the athleticism of basketball, the strategy of football, the grace of tennis, and the exactness of golf.
- for guys like Brett Favre, whose courage outshines the most selfish stunt Terrell Owens can perform after a touchdown.
- that there's a chance (albeit very slim) that Carlos Beltran will be an Astro next year and not in those horrendous pinstripes.
- for Nick Saban.
- for tee-ball and before winning and losing mattered.
- for kids. watching my two year-old nephew and the adorable little Mackie (who came to visit with her famous blogging mom, Wendy) play this weekend reminded me of all the lessons that we can learn from (and teach) kids.
- for holidays with the family. Our outings usually go something like this: Eat. Play football. Eat. Play basketball. Eat dessert. Play basketball. Eat. Play football. Eat dessert. Play basketball. Eat. (And that's just in the first hour.) We usually top the day off by playing Scrabble, with the winner getting his/her name in the box along with the date and any accusations of cheating.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Now, go get fat.
