RAH RAH RAH, SISH BOOM BAH, KICK THEIR BUTTS, MAKE ‘EM SQUEAL, GIVE ‘EM HELL, YEAAAAAA TEAM!!!!!!
Now, tell me folks, don’t y’all think Gabby would have been a great cheerleader? I mean, the raw talent just oozes out of every rah, rah, don’t it? I was doing just fine in tryouts until I ended a cheer with “KISS MY ASS”. They simply had no sense of humor, whaddyathink?
Well, now we know the good Lord had bigger things in mind when he led me down the cheerleading path. I’m today a cheerleader for the Big Guy in the sky. YessirreeBob. Y’all call him/her whatever you want and cross your theological T and dot your religious I. In my heart I know that the head honcho coach is the greatest power there is. Ain’t no bigger game on earth than the one that teaches unity, sportsmanship, hard work, and brotherly love. Ain’t no god contrived by man that scores more points on the playing field called life. It’s an inside thing folks. We grab the spirit that’s been put inside us and we run with it. We make a difference in the lives of other people. We act like ladies and gentlemen even when the opposing team is kicking our butts. NosirreeBob, we never give up the ball to intolerance, bigotry, hatred, and racism.
Yeah, I agree that’s enough analogy for one post. Hell, what do y’all expect for free? A five-page sermonette? But, this past weekend with the hoopla over professional football players standing or kneeling for the national anthem is just another indication that your POTUS is deranged. He’s got Russia hacking our elections, Iran testing missiles, healthcare failure looming, young professionals facing deportation, a war in Syria, a war in Afghanistan, an opioid war, and Kim in North Korea threatening to blow us all to smithereens…..and your POTUS is attacking the NFL for being disrespectful. C’mon man, even Gabby with his 1960s style ‘give-a-shit’ attitude and the morals of an alley cat has more sense than that. Where’s Trump’s priorities?
Say what you like about my cheerleading abilities, but y’all know I’m right as a greased pig in the pit with this little exhortation (Larry said that was an appropriate word to use). What my Grandpappy always told me was to be aware of the smoke screens that politicians throw out. They’s just covering the really important bullshit going on behind the scenes. Get out your knee-highs, we’re gonna need ’em.