The game was pretty good. Not the greatest ever, but pretty good. The rest of this affair.......well.....stunk.
Folks paid $200.00 to sit and watch it on TV. Five thousand did that. Many more bought seats that weren't finished or didn't exist. The traffic was horrible. All of that took a back seat to the worse to come. I have heard our National Anthem mistreated before, but Christina takes the cake for awful renditions. She didn't know the words, but the few words she knew were over sung with sounds more like a bawling cow giving birth. Nothing was being born, however. Something was dying. The half-time lights and sound fiasco told America, and the world, what has happened to our music. It is in a depression like the thirties.
Then there were the guests: In the middle of the field they introduced the new pro hall of fame entrants. Dione Sanders didn't do a dance. He should have. That, and his mouth, got him there.
What really pained me was seeing the Medal of Honor winner half introduced from the outskirts of the end zone. Come on! Can't you put a convertible in that monstrosity of a building and drive him around like the true hero he is.
I got a chuckle as I saw just how mixed up we are. On "America The Beautiful", which was nice, people were holding their hands over their hearts. I guess they thought we had changed national anthems. Might not be a bad idea.
What would have been nice and fitting: The combined choirs from our academies singing "The National Anthem" and the Aggie Band marching at half-time. How about that for something that would touch one's patriotic nerves? Glad I stayed at home. By the way, I went back and checked my writing in our Sunday church bulletin.....I picked Green Bay by SIX!
