Monday, January 11, 2010

The Simple fan

Numbskulls Unite!
(by R.P.Edwards)

Don’t you just hate ‘em?
The fans without a clue
Picking teams for color schemes
Perhaps they fancy…blue?
But the serious… crunch numbers
And fill their heads with stats
While the brainless root by sentiment
Ignoring all the facts
But what’s really sad
Is sometimes
The numbskulls rule the day
Oblivious to pundit speak
They go their merry way
And when they win…it’s happy time!
And,  “See…I told you so!”
But don’t explain their luck to them
They’re just too dumb…to know

“Elizabeth, what do you think of this one?”  Hearing the summons the five year old pixie (long golden hair in pig tails with pink bows, wearing a bright blue sun dress) paused from her game of jacks with the recently signed offensive lineman and merrily skipped over to “Pa Pa” to quickly look over a top prospect for the rebuilding St. Louis Underdogs.  She paused, looked up at the towering fullback and, as he smiled and winked at the tyke (who reminded him of his annoying little sister) she reached over, grabbed his large, calloused right hand and, shaking it purposely, said, “Welcome to the team?”  In the background (as the team owner lifted the girl, gave her a kiss, and then sent her back to her game) a new assistant whispered to the head coach, “Mr. Brady, is he serious?”  “Serious?” said the skipper, turning to look into the underlings eyes, “That little girl is the best judge of horseflesh…I’ve ever seen.”

I must confess, I’m closer to the “numbskull” fan in the poem, than the other, knowledgeable guys.  Sure, I’ll usually root for the local team, but sometimes I latch onto a personality and, as far as his team is concerned… well, they’re just along for the ride.  Case in point:  I’m a Kurt Warner fan.  Class act.  Christian.  Role model.  I’ve been watching him from the glory days of  ’99 (Rams)…to the present.  Yes, I appreciate all the wonderful stats associated with teams and playoffs and prospects, but I want Arizona to win because Kurt Warner in on the team.  And if the Cardinals fall?  Well, I’ll probably crunch the numbers and root for…the Vikings.  Why?  Because there’s an old guy at the helm.  Us old guys have to stick together.

That’s what I think.  How about you?  Click comments below…and say.


bobsboss said...

You view and express your world very well through "poem and lyrics". I invite you to view through my eyes the lense. I see not in words and notes but color and shades.

not too sure the above link will work

R.P. Edwards said...

Another side of "BJ". Outstanding. You never know what, or who, you'll find in a steelmill. I hope you download many, many more photos. I'll include your "link" in a future post.