Posts Tagged ‘Sports’

JuxtapositionBaby ReloVertigo is juxtaposed with a life-sized Michael Jordan cardboard cutout. This former marketing piece has been used in my family since the 1990’s to mark off children’s growth. Particularly startling to me is the comparison between Baby’s head size and Jordan’s hand size, just above Baby’s head, holding a ball. The greatest basketball player of all time is enormous, close up. Measured against a tiny little boy, he becomes a giant not only in the sports world and in my heart.

I think we’ve all probably had the “best superpower” argument. Not the one about nations. The one about flying or super strength. The Daily Prompt asks us today about the ability to appear or disappear at will. I think I would like that power, but only if I could reappear where I choose. And, I discovered this weekend, that would necessitate the ability to home in on a location where I might desperately be needed.


We’ve established that I’m a Nebraska football fan. Their head coach, Bo Pelini, has been under pressure for the lack of conference championships, for not even being able to get through the season to win our division of the B1G, and for a lack of fundamental skills on the part of players. Poor coaching.

Mr ReloVertigo walked into the room yesterday and announced, “I heard they decided to fire Pelini, and the replacement is somebody you aren’t going to like.”



We were at the Nebraska-Iowa game today. It was cold. At kickoff, it was about 33 F, 0.5 C, so I came bundled like I was on the frozen tundra. The sun was high and bright, and soon made my layers unnecessary. I felt like a weirdo in my warm hat, T-shirt, and jeans. Everyone else looked like they were set for snowmageddon.

If you pay any attention to sports scores, you know that my side was so very sad at the end. The Iowa team, though, was so darned excited to claim that trophy that we have been holding the last couple years, they really ameliorated quite a bit of the sting from that defeat. It was a joy for me to watch them running full speed across the field to our sideline.

Somehow, I don’t think we would have shown quite the same exuberance. They hadn’t beaten us at home since 1943. That’s not breaking a drought. That’s breaking a dam. So, Kudos, Hawkeyes! Savor the victory. Hopefully we will put up a better fight next year.