I’m not even a hard-core Dallas Cowboy’s fan. I love watching them. I always have. I’m just not an over-the-top, paint my face blue, wear a Staubach jersey kind of fan. But even I had a major problem with what happened yesterday. We Cowboy’s fans were robbed of a first down, maybe even a touchdown, on a very questionable call. Dez caught the ball. In my opinion, it should have been ruled a catch due to his pure athletic ability alone. Seriously.
And just like that, the game was over; the play-off hopes were down the drain; and the season suddenly ended–all under such questionable circumstances. “Not fair!” I said, along with several thousand other people. I complained. I lamented. I asked if anything could be done to change it. I felt bitter and angry.
The feeling of injustice took me to Twitter where I could commiserate with others. It was there I noticed other things were going on in our world beyond football. People were marching in France and in other places in an act of solidarity against acts of terror. Acts of terror, now there’s injustice.
It reminded me of the injustice of racism and all the recent protests in response to recent events. That reminded me of how unfair and awful it was when those innocent police officers were gunned down in retaliation. All unfair and wrong. Diseases are unfair. Just ask anyone who has had one or lost a loved one to one. Drunk drivers rob innocent people of their lives on a daily basis. Talk about unfair. Despair resulting in suicide and the toll that takes on family, friends and communities. Unfair. That some are unlucky enough to be born into poverty and don’t have the opportunity to do life well-fed, adequately housed or properly educated. Unfair. This list could go on and on. I won’t even discuss the unspeakable injustice of men being able to lose weight faster than women.
I’m not going to lie, it took me several hours to adjust my attitude and strong sense of sport’s fan indignation yesterday. But perspective helped. Life is not fair on so many levels. Forgive me, God, when I can’t see what really matters. Seriously. .