Not two football games, but three?
|What if we rooted for our watershed|
as much as we do the home team?
Isn’t it true that so often we default to sports to define who we are as a community? And isn’t it so that in some mystical sense our sports do bring us together in one stadium – under one roof, or in the open air as it may be – to root on that intangible yet tribally ingrained entity known as “our side?” The best seat in the house is of course in the living room in front of your TV. Who wants to fight through traffic to see from 200 feet away (if you’re lucky) what you can view in the comfort in the comfort of your own home among family and friends.
But what's this obsession with sports?
Why not cheer for our watersheds instead?
And I don’t mean sitting in front of the TV to do so. There’s any number of trails, water ways, overlooks, and country corridors ready and waiting for us to see and experience them first hand. After all, it’s our watersheds which define us as a community most. And the waters that run through them its pulse.
|Who needs a home team when|
you've got a swamp (and stadium-like
cypress dome) like this?
With that in mind, I would like to formally propose that we replace the Sports Page with the Hydrology Page in all our local newspapers … effective each year after the end of football season.