Crazy, crazy football season across the board but particularly so for us Ravens and WFT fans. Injuries, starting quarterbacks out, Covid restrictions, freak plays and some just plain old bad luck, all seemed to rain down on our guys all at the worst possible times. And when it rains it pours. A little like life I guess.
Anyhow, as I survey the NFL’s slate of playoff teams, to quote Michael Vick – I don’t really have a dog in this fight. I remember years ago the pastor at St. Micahel’s Father Kerr telling me that I should always root for the Yankees in the post season because “You always root for the team that beats yours. Them winning makes your losing to them look better.”
I always harken back to Father saying that but in fact could never bring myself to actually do it. To be honest I NEVER adhered to that advice and always rooted against the hated Yankees. Years later that animosity would transfer to the Red Sox. However, now since everybody beats up on the Orioles, I don’t really hate any baseball team like I did back then. Funny how when your team is as lousy as the Orioles are, you can’t even muster up enough energy to take on a perceived rival or enemy knowing that they are going to drill you every time.
Anyway, I say all this after I texted both my sons telling them that Pam and I would be leaving today for Hawaii and as far as the NFL playoffs go I am actually going to root for Ben and the Steelers. After I hit send, with the following –
they both came back immediately and simultaneously as follows:
Obviously, I did not do a very good job in passing along Father Kerr’s advice to them.
And speaking of dark humor, this was Michael’s first Number 1 solo hit back in 1972: