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Reflecting on Normalcy and Love
Alabama-LSU Power and Light
At this moment (Tuesday, 11/10 in the AM), the Alabama-LSU football game scheduled for this coming Saturday night is in jeopardy due to Covid-19-related illnesses within the LSU team. I wish for their good health, and wish even harder for their good health to return before Saturday.
I know. I’m kind of on a selfish run these days what with the results of last week’s greater contest where normalcy was declared the winner. Thank God for normalcy even if it’s intangible and fleeting. I have condemned the orange plague in so many of my other essays, so I won’t pile on here, except to say that I haven’t begun to celebrate or understand the depths of my relief.
So I hope the game Saturday in Baton Rouge can be played, safely; I would love to relax, if possible watching an Alabama-LSU game, and enjoying something that used to matter way too much, and still matters, but not in any “Please save us from Authoritarian-Fascism” way.
Three years ago to this very weekend, my wife and I picked up our daughter and son-in-law from the Atlanta airport and then continued our journey together to spend the weekend with my mother in Bessemer, a mere forty-five miles from Bryant-Denny Stadium in Tuscaloosa. My wife wouldn’t be going to the game; she and my mother had made plans to do a bit…