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I sat in church listening to the preacher
Without hearing a single word he said
I was thinking about the football scores
And my favorite team instead
As they passed around the collection plate
I put my money in
Wondering just what was the going rate
To have God absolve you of your sin
When it came time to share a sign of peace
I turned to the pretty lady in the red dress
Giving her my most pious smile
Trying real hard to impress
I shook the preacher’s hand at the door
Saying I loved his sermon that day
Anxious to get out of my tie
And to be on my merry way
As I stopped at the traffic light
With the windows down in my new car
A homeless man walked up to me
And started talking real bizarre
He said, “You know there’s nothing special about Sundays
Nothing special about the building they call a church
By simply going through the ritual
You don’t improve what your soul is worth”
“If you would rather be watching football games
You can talk to me some other time when you are free
And twenty dollars in a collection basket
Doesn’t buy your soul out of poverty”
“That lady in the red dress
Is much too young for you
And you have to fix the relationship you are in
Before moving on to someplace new”
The cars were honking from behind me
Because the traffic light was green
I turned around to shout at them
Then turned back and that man was nowhere to be seen
I drove the rest of the way home in a haze
Wondering if I imagined the whole scene
But when I turned on the football game
That man was in a commercial on my screen
“So think about the words I said
And talk to me on your own time
In a location of your choosing
When you are in the right frame of mind”
“I am always available to hear you
And provide guidance along the way
But the outcome of these football games
Is not a thing for which to pray”
So, I gave up church on Sundays
And I donate to other charities instead
And today I am a more religious man
Always conversing with God inside my head
It’s raining all day!
The kids are playing football –
They just love to play!
In the field of life-
There’s a cause to strife.
For us to thrive-
We all must strive.
There are oppositions-
Beware of commotions.
Give no suppositions,
Attacks are no assumptions.
As a team we play-
With a goal every day.
The drive to win,
The play all have seen.
Every tactics with a pass-
Is a marriage with the grass.
The children of the couple;
Others it can topple
With hands on deck
There’ll be no wreck
For a goal-
Is a radiation of every role
Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
My Mother caring about all five in different ways
Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays
My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John.
music a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !
Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
The music takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "
My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food
the yelling , slamming of doors , tempers Flare , passion
Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?
Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee
No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
the Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .
Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
Excited in Chicago ! seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
Cubs , museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `
Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones ,
scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
~ That is the Family I Love ,
that is the Family I choose to miss ~
Having leg pain
May mean legs not getting
Proper blood flow
Called Peripheral Arterial Disease (PAD)
What is PAD
With PAD arteries that carry blood to your legs
Feet or arms clogged with fats, others
Can slow or even stop blood flow
Common sign of PAD leg pain or cramping
Pain comes when you move
As you Walk, climb stairs or exercise
May go away when you rest
Healthy lifestyle can help
Provider may ask you to
Get regular exercise
Eat a heart healthy diet
Important to control problems
High Blood Pressure
Surgery is needed for PAD
He oozed charm, this aging lothario.
Gallantry was his middle name.
Yet, he lived in the past
in the glory days of football wins
denying his saggy abdomen
blind eye, and fungus crusted feet…
Gallantry was his middle name
and he wheedled his way into the affections
of many lost and lonely woman.
When the only women
of true importance in his life
were his daughters…
He lived in the past
slept with his dog, and swam in Speedos
bald pate shining in the sun.
Once, long ago he was married to a cheerleader.
She’s stopped cheering, as his life filled
with their daughter and she was no longer his girl.
Caught between life, death,
and the deep blue sea, he swam.
Arriving at the home of each new prospective conquest
with the requisite flowers and small talk.
The glory days of football still danced
before his single good eye upon the giant bar screen,
where he served mimosa’s and other drinks with a wink.
He smiled with a well-worn charm, and didn’t touch the stuff.
Still, he tried. But, most times,
he felt more at home
with his daughters…
It won't be long now, and football will rule,
those die hard fans, and there are quiet a few.,
One wrong word, and they are ready to fight,
can't miss this, grownups acting a sight.
They get painted all up, looking cute for TV,
the true fans stand out, ready for all to see.
Soon, very soon, football will rule,
so don't be on the wrong side, if you scream out boo.
It was the start of a decade not to be forgotten.
It was my growing up period. A very bad year for me
in many ways. My last year of Jr. High I was kicked out
for smoking in boy's restroom. Then a few months later
I was kicked out again in my first of high school,
smoking on school property as the Vice-Principal was
waiting for me out side of door way, as I lit up, there he
was. My dog shep died just before school started.
After those things it was a great year. Some great
TV shows were on that year, the debut of the Andy
Griffith show with good old Barney Fife as his deputy.
Then there was the Jack Benny Show, My Three Sons,
and Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp and many more.
The Pittsburt Pirates defeated the New York Yankees in
Seven games in a huge upset. The Eagles upset the
Green Bay Packers in the NFL Title Game, this was way
before the Super Bowl. Movies coming our way were
Psycho a very scary movie. David Jansen made a movie called
"Ring of Fire", where he played a Deputy Marshall overpowered by
these two escaped convicts and this girl, they took him hostage,
up into the Oregon Forest, this fire breaks out creating a lot of drama.
John F. Kennedy was elected our President, I was too young to vote for
him, but if elected again I was going to vote for him. This was before i
became a Republican, but then came November 22, 1963 changed all of that.
My friend Danny and I started our 3rd year working at the Iowa State Fair
as ticket takers on the midway. That fall him and I went to our
first sock hop at our new school East High, we didn't dance with anyone,
we went to look at the pretty girls, us being too shy to talk with them.
Our football team had a great season with a 6-2 record. They won the big
six conference and the City Championship. I really miss going to those
high school football games.
Music was starting to go downhill for me, until Chubby Checker came
out with the song "The Twist" then later came the Beach Boys and Dion
was great. Was so young in 1960 i had my whole life in front of me,
now most of it is behind me. But those were great times.
Women Who LOVE Football
Are DIFFERENT from the rest
They live their LIFE with PASSION
They love their FAMILY best.
They aren’t afraid to get their hands DIRTY
They are not afraid to FIGHT
They know how to put their GAME FACE on
Attempting last DOWN's under Stadium lights.
They are always ready to EXECUTE their OPTIONS
They always plan to SCORE
They have a sense of PURPOSE
And are STRONGER than they think.
They WILL NEVER GIVE UP without a fight
They always PLAY by all the RULES
They have a positive ATTITUDE
They always keep their COOL.
Women who LOVE Football
Will always WIN with STYLE
And if they ever happen to LOSE
They will always lose with DIGNITY
Leaving their problems upon the FIELD.
(Version 2 revised December 21, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(December 21, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
We are not perfect by no means at all,
some are too skinny, some are too tall,
I was always the tallest in my class,
until High school, then I found my match.
5' 7'' kinda tall for a girl,
then I decided, I wanted to twirl,
The football players always kidded with me,
but I knew they were flirting, they really liked me.
My hair was long, and blonde as can be,
they told me not past the shoulders, little Crissy.
I had to pile it up, but it never stayed,
stringy haired twirler, out on the stage.
Now , I think back to those football games,
remembering those memories, of my High School