"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."~ Franklin D. Roosevelt
If only FDR's words could still reign true today.
In today's society, we are surrounded by constant reminders of the crazy and selfish world we live in. Problems arise irregardless of the day, time, occasion or holiday. Whether it be the stack of bills sitting on the table that stare at you everyday when you walk in the door, or the 6 o'clock news talking about how your retirement fund is drained—nothing seems to bring relief to the doorstep of the American worker.
Meanwhile, overtime and working hours are going down, but the price of food and gas are going up. Everyday we are battered with news of fear, recession, and war. We're stuck helpless; glued to the television eagerly and anxiously hoping that good news will embrace our ears before the end of the broadcast.
"A soldier was killed in Iraq yesterday." "The nation is in a recession." "Investment banks that control 401k's are bankrupt." "Foreclosures are at an all time high." "Poverty levels are at an all time high."
With so many displays of uncontrollable fear in today's society, in our world, it almost seems impossible how Americans can make it through each day with even the smallest amount of sanity to hold themselves together.
Then, when all hope of maintaining lucidity seems lost, the hot summer sun starts setting earlier and temperatures start dropping; signifying the birth of two things.
Winter, and college football.
Even the tiniest inkling of a thought about bone crushing tackles, unbelievable catches, and fourth quarter comebacks instantly blinds my sight of an uncontrollable and problematic world and brings a smile to my face.
And why not? College football signifies more than just slobber knocker weekends.
The gathering of friends and family around a grill that has littered the air with mouth watering aromas.
The gathering of 92,000+ fans, all whom cheer for the same team as you, are instantly brothers of the same cause. High fives after touchdowns, in sync chants, the wave circling the stadium, and the loud obnoxious singing of "Rammer Jammer."
The drive to the stadium; packed with you and 5 of your buddies, blaring "Sweet Home Alabama" on the stereo.
Hell, even the smell of the air around the stadium; making you reminisce of all the good times you've had there and all the victories you've witnessed.
There is no word that can describe the atmosphere at an Alabama football game.
Hell, there's no word to describe a get together at home watching an Alabama football game. It's the next best thing when you can't afford the gas to drive out there or the hot dogs to eat when you arrive.
Nevertheless, college football brings out the best in its fans. All differences are pushed aside, politics are banned from chatter, and beer & BBQ are free for the taking (so long as you bring your own beer).
On Saturday, in the Fall, I have no worries. All my problems are swept under the rug, temporarily, for the one thing that makes me feel as if my life is debt free, care free, and worry free.
Thank God for Alabama football.