You Can’t Get Up if You Never Fall

Good morning!  Hope your day is going well.

If you’re in the USA and you’re not living under a rock, you’ve probably heard something about a football game yesterday.  A big one.  And, as usual, the jury of public opinion is still out on who really won.

Football has always been a bit of a mystery to me.  I mean, I get the game and how it’s played.  Twenty-two guys with the combined weight of a tugboat face off, separated by an imaginary line, waiting for the fat guy in the middle to toss the ball behind him.  Never mind where the quarterback’s hands are all this time.  You don’t want to try that one at work. 

When the ball finally leaves the ground, these grunting beasts spring into action and try to knock somebody down.  Anybody.  Preferably the guy with the ball.  You get extra credit for that.  And then, the guy who sprinted six yards with the ball tucked under his arm goes to the sideline for oxygen.  And they call these guys athletes???

The best part is, they only have to “work” for about ten seconds and then they get a break.  And if that’s not enough, they can call time-out or pretend to be hurt.  That doesn’t work for me.  “Boss, I hurt my knee on that one!”  “How?  You were taking notes!”

But for these guys, the Super Bowl is the culmination of everything they’ve worked for.  Every dream, every workout, every smack in the head, all aimed toward one goal – making it into the big game.  At that point, the score doesn’t even matter.  They’ve already won.

Football is a game of stamina, determination, and the willingness to keep getting back up, even when it hurts.  Concussions are common, but in this sport, brain damage appears to be a pre-existing condition.  Still, it’s a dream they’ve lived for most of their life, so who am I to poke fun?  Besides, they’re a lot bigger than I am.  I only look stupid.

But if you ever doubt the power of dreams, the Super Bowl is a perfect example of what we can accomplish.  Every one of those guys on the field was once a young boy, barely able to walk.  They didn’t start as athletes, and most were probably advised to “go to school and get a real job.”  But the dream was too big to be held down.

How about you?  Is your dream important enough to do something about it?  Is it important enough to get knocked down and stand back up?  Football isn’t a game of intellect.  It’s about grit and determination and the will to succeed.  Get some of that, and there’s not much that can stand in your way.

That’s all for now.  Have an awesome day!

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