Some people can effectively separate their work life or personal life from their college football life. I wish I was one of them. I am not.
I excitedly loaded up my iMac to set up at work today so that we could watch the game. We were plugged in and streaming live by the 11:21 kickoff. We were smiling and cheering and quite possibly having a great college game day. Until my beloved team allowed "that other team" to score 14 points in the first three minutes of play. Enter disturbing feelings. We didn't just give it away after that...at least not that I saw. We scored. They scored. We scored. They scored. You get the idea. It was back and forth the rest of the game.
However, I never like going into halftime behind. And that's what happened. I heard Coach Mullen's words to the team via the sports announcer. Something like, "That was the worst half of football I've ever seen. Play calling...bad. Special teams...bad. Defense...bad." I agreed. Although, I guess I've certainly seen us play worse. But, not in this season! We are actually ranked and halfway respected these days. Ahem. I don't really care to deliberate on the refs, the plays, the injuries, or the points that transpired between then and the end of the game. Nor, do I care to discuss the gut-wrenching attempt to tie up the game in the final seconds leaving only half an inch between the ball and the goal line. Nope. I do not want to discuss it.
What I will discuss is my behavior during and after this game. I was at work. Supposed to greet customers, smile, and properly guide people as they choose their bridal gifts. However, I found that I am not one of those chosen fans who can separate work life or personal life from college game day life. I found it difficult to breath. Literally short of breath. I felt a tightness in my chest. I felt my heart beating at an abnormal speed. This continued throughout the second half and way after the game. I found myself distracted, irritable, and not interested in conversation. I suppose we could call that pouting. So, the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem, right? So there you have it. I have a problem. I pout. I expect wins.
So, now that I have spoken about the premise to effectual prayer...maybe you can put my name on your prayer list today. I became a Mississippi State brat. Unhappy with the outcome. Disappointed in our performance. And, just plain mad that we didn't win. I'm also preoccupied with the fact that we play #2, LSU, in a matter of days. Less than 7 to be correct! Panicked? Not really. Anxious? Most definitely. Still a fan? Til the very end! I have and always will be! I love my Bulldogs! And this, my friends, is exactly why I have such strong feelings. Because I love my team and I want them to win!
In the meantime, maybe we can work on our defense. Not worry quite so much about that stadium expansion. And pull of an upset Thursday at our first home game against LSU.
Now that I think of it, maybe we should add that game to our prayer list. I'm sure God's on our side seeing as how Starkville is, in fact, "God's Country."
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