Here in Massachusetts the weather is perfect after a week of humidity and what was left of Tropical Storm Hanna. The air has that same crispness of biting into a fresh apple from the local orchards. Even though the forecast calls for 83 degrees, the wind is whispering a prelude to autumn. If it were saturday, I would be hiking early in the morning trying to spot some migrating hawks catching the thermals southward, but it is sunday and I will be sitting in front of the television watching grown men, throw, kick, catch run with and otherwise try and rip each other apart. Yes it is the 1st NFL sunday: kickoff weekend. Although I already saw The New York Football Giants (defending superbowl champs for all you degected and still flabbergasted Pats, fans) on thursday night win their season opener, I am still enthralled to be watching any game today. Beyond all the endzone dances or the first down hand gestures or the 300lb guard beating his chest after sacking the opposing teams quarterback is a game of determination, skill and heart.
Jim Thorpe
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