Um…who’s playing? It’s football, right? The game starts sometime this afternoon or maybe early evening. I think.
I’m kidding. I know who’s playing. It’s…just a minute while I check with Tom. Of course…it’s the Denver Broncos and the Carolina Panthers. Sadly, I have other plans. I’ve got to catch up on Facebook, and play Words with Friends. I must do a little writing, reading and crocheting. While tending those important chores I’ll probably hang close so I don’t miss the Super Bowl commercials and the snacks.
Coldplay, Manning, Cam — yeah, I have a clue. And I’ll stick around so I don’t miss anything important. All through the game, except during half-time and commercials, I’ll crochet…until Tom says, “Watch, watch, you’ve gotta see this!”
But first, a word from the sports casters, and it’s terribly sad.
I thought the pregame hoopla was all fun and games, but… I just saw a lead-up piece honoring Zaevion Dobson, a 15 year old kid, who shielded 3 girls, taking a bullet to save their lives. Zae was a football star, good kid –killed by senseless gunfire.
I vaguely remember this sad story making national news when it happened in December. But today I watched his mother proudly and tearfully tell of her innocent son’s heroic act. I observed the face of Zaevion’s brother as he passionately championed Zae’s heroism. These are real people, loving family, left bereaved, left to carry on without a son, without a brother.
He should have been a super star. Instead he is being eulogized. His life and his heroic act are being memorialized — a spot on the Super Bowl pregame. It’s little consolation, but it’s something. Rest in peace, dear Zaevion, rest in peace.
May God bless his family and comfort them.