Relative Something

I watched the NFL Vikings last night in their final preseason game, and this thought occurred to me: I would really like to have 5 huge guys blocking out the hazards that threaten to tackle my progress at work every day.

My father's hat

The National Football League games have changed so much since the days of my youth that I now find them almost unwatchable. But over and over I am drawn to try. American football reminds me of my father. The Minnesota Vikings remind me of my father. There is an amazing bond there. I watch the games.

At a very impressionable age, I became captivated by my home-town team and the Viking athletes that played the games. That fascination rooted deep in my entire being. It brings me little pleasure to see what the sport has become today, but I can’t shake the memories of the fascination. It feels like a part of my soul.