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Football Picks…Week of 10/3/15…updated 10/6

Posted by Pete | Posted in News | Posted on 30-09-2015

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Why does football season just fly by and the rest of the months kind of drag….Nevermind, I think I know….Aren’t all us football fans having fun….that’s when it flies….well, here we go again:

Alabama vs Georgia…Seems everyone is picking Georgia…and me…..Bama by 7….well, Bama 38 – 10…pretty good, Bama, pretty good….

Arizona vs Stanford…ditto everyone picking Stanford…and me…Arizona by 3…That was not the week to pick Arizona…pretty handily I might add….

Wisconsin vs Iowa…Wisconsin by 10…uh,oh….Wisc lost 10 – 6….

New Mexico vs New Mexico State…I want New Mexico State to win a game, just not this week…Lobo’s by 14..pretty close, Lobo’s 38 – 29….

Texas Tech vs Baylor….Baylor could go    all    the    way….Baylor by 7,,uh, er, pretty close, Baylor 63 – 35…

Stony Brook vs James Madison….This week I fear that James Madison is just too much for Stony Brook….JM by 14, maybe more…JM is a high scoring machine…Hold on SB….James Madison 38 – 20….

Comments (5)

For me, football season flew by because, when it was over, Christmas and Santa Claus was at the door knocking. That is the way it was when I was in school; and, even today, the expectation of the excitement and holiness of the Lord’s birthday and of Santa Claus for the kids (where kids still believe in that bearded old guy from the North Pole) just adds to the excitement of football, not so much because of the excitement of the game, but because it adds to the excitement of the season. It makes the typical kid realize that the beginning of another nine-month drag is not really so bad after all. By the time Christmas is over, the nine-month drag is half gone.

Christmas…come on Errol, you are really rushing the football season…Don’t forget the Thanksgiving Day games….

Maybe so! But that is the reason the whole season has always flown by for me. It was the expectation of the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays. I never played the game the way you, Cecil, and other of my cousins and school mates; therefore, football never meant that much to me, at least in terms of winning, earning a scholarship, or, the talent necessary for becoming a great player. I only regretted that I was confined to a school where one had to play football in order to earn a scholarship to a named college, and it wasn’t possible to earn one with one’s brain creating a better chemical widget or an engineering marvel. I don’t suppose that I was capable of either one, but I never received very much encouragement by the school administration, by anyone I knew in the town of Reform or the county of Pickens, and even by my own parents and extended family. Dad, bless his heart, had earned a football scholarship to Troy State. That is really the only kind he knew about. So football season to me was a period of watching family and extended family concentrate on the national foolishness, called football, when I had much rather concentrate on the means of attending a really great engineering institution of learning like MIT, Carnegie Tech, Cal Tech, or Georgia Tech; but, because of football (not really but I liked to blame football anyway) I had to settle for a no name local school in my own backyard like the University of Alabama that, at that very moment, was facing revolutionary changes of its own in terms of its recognition of the racial reality in the world, namely racial integration. When I first walked onto the campus of Georgia Tech in 1959, the only black people that I saw anywhere were those that worked on the grounds cutting grass, in the buildings as janitors and cleaning people, and in the cafeteria as food handlers. When I went back on that campus in 2007, it was just the opposite. Some how Georgia Tech had come to grips with its reality in just 48 years but had somehow lost its attractiveness (at least to me) by becoming an intercity school with giant, tall buildings all around and a hodgepodge, racially mixed student body almost never winning another football game, at least not in the SEC. I would never pick Georgia Tech as a favorite school to get an education ever again. Come on, football season! Just rush on by and move on for the Christmas season and let Santa Claus do his thing.

I can understand that…I watched tv today and they said many high schools were giving up football and going to soccer or just not playing. It has become a violent sport and if I had choices when going to school now, I would like to try golf, if I could develop a game…

I can see you playing golf in Reform in the early Fifties where no one played golf until the Country Club developed its golf course in the late Sixties and Seventies. You would have looked weirder than me. Probably much of the reason why many schools now are giving up football and other violent contact sports is that kids today are just not conditioned for it, either mentally or physically. They are raised without doing any physical work or responsible for any physical chores. Laying in front of their video games, computers, and chasing their little mouse around that six-by-six-inch pad is not enough to develop any kind of physical strength, at least not like playing army, cowboys and Indians over a three-mille area of terrain did for us. And also, in the late twentieth and early twenty-first centuries there is an amalgamation and merging of the sexes that causes a disinterest in anything physical and involving physical strength. In the Fifties, the main means of transportation was walking, running, and hitch hiking. Today, with a car in every pot and with drivers’ licenses being issued as early as 15 and with abundant cars available to drive and with plenty of money to buy gas, there is a tendency to let machines do all the work and physical conditioning has “gone with the wind”. That is likely the result of the acceptance and frequency of single-parent homes and the lack of a strong father image in the household. In households where the mother has the ultimate authority, there is bound to be a disinterest in all contact sports because of the frequency of injuries and accidents to her precious little baby who was raised in her image instead of a strong father image. As a result, society is gradually disappearing because the strength and integrity of each succeeding generation is becoming sorrier and weaker as time goes by.

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