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My daughter played in the all American Friday nights past time with the high school marching band. I had no interest in watching a football game. I thought it was a waste of time and energy! While Americans spent their Sundays watching an NFL game, I sat and watched the History Channel. My favorite was the rise of the Byzantine Empire. How could Americans waste their time watching grown men hit each other?
I would be bored watching the first half of the Streetsboro Rockets, and just before halftime, I'd run on to the field to record my daughter in the Marching Rockets! Can you imagine? An Asian guy running on to the field with video equipment? I did not help the cause of my people! After halftime I would run away from my wife who was sitting in the bleachers. My opinion of the bleachers are that it is a torture chamber. She would always text me; "Where are you"? Needlaess to say I was not fun to be with. My reply was; "Can we go home"? Many a times, while sitting next to my wife during a football game I asked if anyone got to go to first base? Did they double dribble? Where are the home runs? My wife knew much more than I did in regrads to what was happening on the field. After halftime I would hide by the food stand as it was the only area of warmth. I would like to add that the food served was atrocious, cold cocoa, cold coffee, and cold hot dogs! This is Northeast Ohio! In the middle of Fall! 30 degrees with rain turning into sleet, sleet turning into flurries, and back again into rain! After awhile, I noticed several large white males standing by the funny looking H contraption which seems to be the key to winning a game as these young men are either running to it, or kicking a oblong ball to it. I recognized them via their sons and or daughters, they were parents of fellow classmates of my daughter. While hanging out with these men, I noticed conversations of nothing but football. Don't these "Hillbillies" know the importance of the Byzantine Empire? Needless to say they asked me what I thought of this years team! My answer? What team? When they found out I had no idea about sports, they did their very best to indoctrinate me into the secret society of football by the way of the Grand Pubah! Oh my god! I should of shut my mouth! Visions of me with Budweiser cans surrounding me and bowls of stale potato chips. Belching, farting, and scratching!
Every week, they asked; "Did I watch a game"? This went on for some time. I finally broke down and requested "What should I Watch"? The answer was on Saturday I could watch the NCAA and on Sunday the NFL. I was horrified! You waste two days on nothing but football? All of you are sad examples of the American society, unable to fathom the rise and fall of the Byzantine Empire. This weeks History Channel special is WW II in Color! Well I went home and watched WW II in color on Saturday. On Sunday, I turned the channel to a NFL game. If I had to subjugate my mental capacity to this rubbish, it might as well be a Pro-Football game and not another bunch of pre-pubescent boys playing football!
Out on the screen were human beings with cheese hats on their heads! Did these people escape from the asylum? Then from out of nowhere, an older gentleman with a number 4 jersey came running out to cries of BOO! I quickly took a side and mentally said; "These so called people whom wear cheese as hats are very rude and have un-sportsman like conduct! So I decided to befriend these purple demon people. Later, I realized this G team is from Wisconsin! Ah! Cheese! The other team were representatives of Minnesota! Ah! Vikings! Hence my first NFL game!
To my amazement, this individual with the number 4 on his jersey out played, out ran, and threw the football like no one that I've seen before! He was twice the age of his team mates. At the end of the game, this gentleman named Brett Favre gave an interview and cried. He loved Green Bay, it was his home for 16 years. So here I am, stunned! I immediately went to the laptop and googled Brett Favre! I'm a proud citizen of the USA! And now the biggest fan of the NFL!
Well, my story does not end here. I studied and studied everything I could find about the NFL! I then went to my daughters Friday night game. I proudly went up to my "Hillbilly" compatriots and announced; "I am a fan of the NFL"! Please take note, this is North East Ohio! You're either a Browns fan or a Steelers fan. When asked, I proudly told them I do not believe that the Browns nor the Steelers would be able to make it past the Wildcard run! These hillbillies were shocked by my announcement and my new knowledge of all things NFL! I told them; "Statistically, it is my humble opinion that the current two teams of which are undefeated at this time will be in the Superbowl". These two teams are the New Orleans Saints and the Indianapolis Colts whom moved their franchise to Indianapolis via Baltimore! The team to be afraid of that might tip the scale were the Minnesota Vikings led by my idol, Brett Favre!
Now my daughter and her boyfriend Brett, asks; "whom will win this Superbowl"? I announced that; "Although the 49ers are a great team, they will fall to the much more experienced Ravens". My other comment was that the new Quarterback Kaepernick, should be proud just to take his team to a Superbowl. Ever since that day, the same Hillbillies would request for my picks of whom might make it past post season! Now, here I am, absolutely upset at Superbowl! Because of the fact that, after Superbowl, I would have to wait 6 months for another NFL game! I did have one question to my Hillbilly brothers. What is the line of scrimmage?
Why Favre?
By far, Favre is still my idol! In the 2009 NFL Championship game agaisnt the Saints, he showed his true self. He embodies the persona of my people, the Samurai! Ever willing to do your duty, nothing that disrupts your focus, giving of yourself, and selfsacrifice! By 4th quarter, his ankle was taken out. The trainer bandaged his ankle. Favre was not comfortable with this. He went back and re-bandaged his ankle by himself, and continued to play. He did this at 40 years old!
I always tell my children to live life to it's fullest, NO REGRETS! One day you will be 75 years old. You will be on the front porch in your rocking chair. You ask yourself; "Should I have done something more", or "I'm glad I did it! Even if your attempt was not a success, at least you can say I did it"! That way, you know that the life you lived was done with everything that your heart and soul could give and not having to ask that question? What if? Favre retired many times, some for political reasons and some for his own personal redemption. He will not go to his grave with; "I wonder what if I tried one more time for a run to the Superbowl"? He can proudly say;"I went for it, I did not get to my goal, but at least I know I gave my heart and soul"!
The All American Japabilly from Streetsboro,
Yours Truly,
Toshi
I would be bored watching the first half of the Streetsboro Rockets, and just before halftime, I'd run on to the field to record my daughter in the Marching Rockets! Can you imagine? An Asian guy running on to the field with video equipment? I did not help the cause of my people! After halftime I would run away from my wife who was sitting in the bleachers. My opinion of the bleachers are that it is a torture chamber. She would always text me; "Where are you"? Needlaess to say I was not fun to be with. My reply was; "Can we go home"? Many a times, while sitting next to my wife during a football game I asked if anyone got to go to first base? Did they double dribble? Where are the home runs? My wife knew much more than I did in regrads to what was happening on the field. After halftime I would hide by the food stand as it was the only area of warmth. I would like to add that the food served was atrocious, cold cocoa, cold coffee, and cold hot dogs! This is Northeast Ohio! In the middle of Fall! 30 degrees with rain turning into sleet, sleet turning into flurries, and back again into rain! After awhile, I noticed several large white males standing by the funny looking H contraption which seems to be the key to winning a game as these young men are either running to it, or kicking a oblong ball to it. I recognized them via their sons and or daughters, they were parents of fellow classmates of my daughter. While hanging out with these men, I noticed conversations of nothing but football. Don't these "Hillbillies" know the importance of the Byzantine Empire? Needless to say they asked me what I thought of this years team! My answer? What team? When they found out I had no idea about sports, they did their very best to indoctrinate me into the secret society of football by the way of the Grand Pubah! Oh my god! I should of shut my mouth! Visions of me with Budweiser cans surrounding me and bowls of stale potato chips. Belching, farting, and scratching!
Every week, they asked; "Did I watch a game"? This went on for some time. I finally broke down and requested "What should I Watch"? The answer was on Saturday I could watch the NCAA and on Sunday the NFL. I was horrified! You waste two days on nothing but football? All of you are sad examples of the American society, unable to fathom the rise and fall of the Byzantine Empire. This weeks History Channel special is WW II in Color! Well I went home and watched WW II in color on Saturday. On Sunday, I turned the channel to a NFL game. If I had to subjugate my mental capacity to this rubbish, it might as well be a Pro-Football game and not another bunch of pre-pubescent boys playing football!
Out on the screen were human beings with cheese hats on their heads! Did these people escape from the asylum? Then from out of nowhere, an older gentleman with a number 4 jersey came running out to cries of BOO! I quickly took a side and mentally said; "These so called people whom wear cheese as hats are very rude and have un-sportsman like conduct! So I decided to befriend these purple demon people. Later, I realized this G team is from Wisconsin! Ah! Cheese! The other team were representatives of Minnesota! Ah! Vikings! Hence my first NFL game!
To my amazement, this individual with the number 4 on his jersey out played, out ran, and threw the football like no one that I've seen before! He was twice the age of his team mates. At the end of the game, this gentleman named Brett Favre gave an interview and cried. He loved Green Bay, it was his home for 16 years. So here I am, stunned! I immediately went to the laptop and googled Brett Favre! I'm a proud citizen of the USA! And now the biggest fan of the NFL!
Well, my story does not end here. I studied and studied everything I could find about the NFL! I then went to my daughters Friday night game. I proudly went up to my "Hillbilly" compatriots and announced; "I am a fan of the NFL"! Please take note, this is North East Ohio! You're either a Browns fan or a Steelers fan. When asked, I proudly told them I do not believe that the Browns nor the Steelers would be able to make it past the Wildcard run! These hillbillies were shocked by my announcement and my new knowledge of all things NFL! I told them; "Statistically, it is my humble opinion that the current two teams of which are undefeated at this time will be in the Superbowl". These two teams are the New Orleans Saints and the Indianapolis Colts whom moved their franchise to Indianapolis via Baltimore! The team to be afraid of that might tip the scale were the Minnesota Vikings led by my idol, Brett Favre!
Now my daughter and her boyfriend Brett, asks; "whom will win this Superbowl"? I announced that; "Although the 49ers are a great team, they will fall to the much more experienced Ravens". My other comment was that the new Quarterback Kaepernick, should be proud just to take his team to a Superbowl. Ever since that day, the same Hillbillies would request for my picks of whom might make it past post season! Now, here I am, absolutely upset at Superbowl! Because of the fact that, after Superbowl, I would have to wait 6 months for another NFL game! I did have one question to my Hillbilly brothers. What is the line of scrimmage?
Why Favre?
By far, Favre is still my idol! In the 2009 NFL Championship game agaisnt the Saints, he showed his true self. He embodies the persona of my people, the Samurai! Ever willing to do your duty, nothing that disrupts your focus, giving of yourself, and selfsacrifice! By 4th quarter, his ankle was taken out. The trainer bandaged his ankle. Favre was not comfortable with this. He went back and re-bandaged his ankle by himself, and continued to play. He did this at 40 years old!
I always tell my children to live life to it's fullest, NO REGRETS! One day you will be 75 years old. You will be on the front porch in your rocking chair. You ask yourself; "Should I have done something more", or "I'm glad I did it! Even if your attempt was not a success, at least you can say I did it"! That way, you know that the life you lived was done with everything that your heart and soul could give and not having to ask that question? What if? Favre retired many times, some for political reasons and some for his own personal redemption. He will not go to his grave with; "I wonder what if I tried one more time for a run to the Superbowl"? He can proudly say;"I went for it, I did not get to my goal, but at least I know I gave my heart and soul"!
The All American Japabilly from Streetsboro,
Yours Truly,
Toshi
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