Control: Football!

I, Dalton Lewis, love football. I love watching football. In elementary school two hand touch football was the best sport during recess. I was picked third or fourth and was pretty good at catching the ball. Throwing the football around was a national pastime.

I remember the Detroit Lions were my local team in the 1980’s and early 1990’s and they had Barry Sanders, the greatest running back in history, but they always lost. I was disappointed that they always lost every game. They had the best running back but tried a four wide-receiver set every play and lost because of it.

In 2006 or so the Chicago Bears made it to the Super Bowl against the Indianapolis Colts. I remember watching that game. Devin Hester returned the opening kickoff for a touchdown. That was so exciting to watch, and the Bears being in the Super Bowl was so exciting.

When I had no friends I had football on the television, from the pregame hours to the three games on Sundays. That was a weekly ritual in the fall.

The Bears have the greatest defense almost every year. That means something to me. They had Brian Urlacher and Lance Briggs as linebackers. They had good safeties and good cornerbacks, too, like Charles Tillman. Now they have Khalil Mack and a strong group of pass rushers. They struggle at the quarterback position, but hey. They could do worse.

They have to play the season — but probably without fans in the stands. I don’t know what to think about this. This will be devastating especially because there are only sixteen games in the season. I don’t know — the super psycho death virus is affecting everyone and everything.

What is football? It is a brutal, physical sport with frequent injuries. They play sixteen games a year instead of fifty or a hundred because it is brutal on the bodies of the players. We glorify a sport in which people manhandle, beat, and injure each other. Why? I don’t know, but I can’t stop watching it. It’s quite the contest of physical and mental fortitude.

Thanks, and take care, friends.