Sports, give us thy gifts
By Chad T. Jones,
Public Affairs Officer
I'm guessing some of you have seen at least one of the 20 or so Army birthday videos out there. The one with Sgt. Maj. of the Army Raymond F. Chandler III, his wife Jeanne, and Rosita was pretty cute, especially if you are into "Sesame Street." I probably would have gone with Oscar the Grouch or The Count -- ah, ah, ahhh -- but that's just me, and I'm not the SMA.
And in case you haven't seen it, here is the official Army birthday video http://youtu.be/AsoRu279Pt4, which has a significant Team Meade flare to it.
From Valley Forge to Vietnam and from Normandy to Baghdad to Kandahar, our Army has kicked more tail than a donkey, and I will always be proud of being a member of the Army family. But the one question I have is: What do you get the Army for a birthday gift? It has planes, I'm sure some trains and plenty of automobiles, not to mention tanks and guns and Class VIs and even cooler uniforms.
Now, I may have an issue with picking out gifts, but one group that doesn't seem to have that issue is Team Jones: My Desert Rose, Pumpkin Girl, YDJ and YJ3 totally outdid themselves for Father's Day by granting me permission to go with Cousin Claw to see "The Boss" in Chicago in September.
Can anyone say Man Weekend 2012? Michigan is playing Air Force, the Sox are hosting the Royals, and deep dish, Chicago-style pizza makes everything better.
You know who else is coming through with some good gifts for Father's Day? Sports.
First, the NBA Finals. As much as I wanted Boston to beat the Heat, I'm glad Lebron James went into beast mode to close out the Celtics. That's because Bron Bron is now in the proverbial no-win situation.
Oklahoma City is going to run Miami out the gym because they are a superior team. (I have to give credit to our friend Al Lawrence who has been on the Thunder bandwagon since last year.)
However, common sense and a series full of quiet 30-point games will not keep Lebron from being blamed for the loss, nor will it redeem his reputation as being the guy who becomes opaque when the game is on the line.
Let's just say it's not always good to be the King, especially when you haven't done anything to earn your crown. Additionally, let's not overlook the fact that D-Wade punked himself by giving his team up to Lebron. His submission makes me think back to my Shakespeare who reportedly wrote, "Doth not one great season a hall-of-fame career make?"
Second, for any of you hoping to get that well-deserved Father's Day nap, UEFA Cup soccer is for you. The beautiful game is also a beautiful sedative. Some people count sheep or drink some warm milk to catch some ZZZs, but I'm learning nothing puts me down better than a nil-nil match on the pitch.
Third, now that Tiger Woods is winning again, the U.S. Open is back to being the gift that keeps on giving. There are few things more validating as a father than spending the last few hours of your special day controlling the remote and exerting your authority by forcing the family to watch the world's best golfers play like you.
Watching PGA pros struggle has a way of making you feel better about yourself, and that feeling is a much better "gift" than a measly tie or cologne, which are the equivalent of your children saying, "You're OK, Dad, but your wardrobe needs some help and you don't smell that great either."
So, whether you are a Soldier, a father, or both, enjoy your day.
If you have comments on this or anything to do with sports, contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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