Sabbatical Penetration

Desperate for inspiration in these troubled times, I decided to review the 10 commandments. When I got to "remember to keep holy the Lord's Day", the lightning bolt of divine intervention provided me with something to write about and a modest proposal towards the solution of many problems.

We in America are being punished for surrendering the Lord's Day to the NFL.

That's a big one and we do it in a big way.

Once upon a time, the highlight of every Lord's Day was going to Church and the subsequent family dinner. We had blue laws which shut down businesses. It was even hard to get a beer. Sunday was a day of rest, relaxation and spiritual renewal. On the seventh day, even God rested not because he was tired but realizing that all work and no play renders Jehovah a dull infinitely powerful irresistible magnificence. The Door didn't want that so the Ultimate Creator inspired by modeling.

Take a day off and reflect upon the glory of an increasingly fascinating infinite power irresistibly radiating magnificence and love.

"Is that too much to ask" the Burning Bush asked Moses?

Thus began the Sabbath.

Sabbath was Saturday.

Then Jesus came along; lived, loved, preached and was crucified.

When he exercised his biggest miracle, his resurrection from the dead, it happened on a Sunday.

Whoa, eventually thought everybody, maybe we better change this Sabbath thing to Sunday. Who's in?

A lot of JC fans said "I'm in".

So the Sabbath became Sunday.

1950 years later, professional football started to catch on. Originally viewed as a crooked amusement club for owners who were bootleggers, gamblers etc, the game was becoming a force in the nation. In accordance with the nature of its creators....drinking and gambling added to the irreverent mix.

At around the same time, another force was gathering and that was television.

These two forces were destined for cultural intercourse.

And they began doing it on Sunday. In front of everybody. And gambling and drinking while doing it in front of the kids.

Sunday...the one day...that stuff like this wan't supposed to happen.

For God's sake.

Yet it happened over and over and over again with more and more people watching and fewer and fewer people going to church and more and more money going to beer and parley sheets.

And the people drinking the beer and screaming for more penetration and eventually more erections

Somewhere along the line, somebody painted Ram's horns on the helmets of the Los Angeles football team and before long NFL properties had half the people in the country investing in investments and walking around in some sort of human promotion for the profane propagation as it perpetually penetrated towards the end zone.

Why did this have to happen on Sunday?

Because college football already owned Saturday.

Notre Dame wasn't about to play on Sunday and neither was TCU...SMU and nobody else.

Saturday was pure.

Saturday was for education.

The NCAA was the Pentecost of purity. Kids were playing for fun. The gridiron provided sacred lessons of teamwork and sacrifice.

Then teevee stepped in as nobody could get enough penetration and there was still a tremendous amount of beer to sell and athletic departments to grow and students to manipulate and abuse with conditional "scholarships"

Until low and behold, college football surpassed professional football in hypocrisy if not out and out corruption.... but at least it was happening on Saturday.

The solution is simple.

Sic 'em on each other.

Move the NFL to Saturday.

Leave Sunday alone.

Have the NFL and NCAA compete with each other for market penetration and fan worship on a more appropriate day.

Consider the ramifications.

Too infinite to begin to delineate.

Something to meditate on Sunday when the games are on Saturday and the teevee is off.

Stay tuned for further meditation.