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I'm not going to re-hash or explicate the entirety of the "deflated footballs" controversy, that's better left to those that need to do such things. What I'm passing along here is the best article yet on the absurdity of the hoopla surrounding the saga. I'm tired of it, and this might possibly be my last gasp of caring about the matter (maybe lol) but as I alluded to in a prior post- I'm not going to put faith in anything unless it passes my own sniff test. I'll make my own decisions- and yes, my decisions may be in part informed by articles like this- but I'll stick with deciding whom I trust, whom I look up to, and whom I devote my time to following and watching (notice nowhere am I conveying or advocating dogmatic allegiance or blind fanaticism).
My interest in and love for the Patriots and NFL football is deeply rooted in many things. It's not about superstardom, flashiness, glitz and glamor, bombastic talking heads, exorbitant salaries, or touchdown celebrations... it's more about the times of year which it takes place, my slower pace of life during those times, memories tied to big games and heartbreaking defeat, the chess match, preparation, and teamwork inherent in the game, and the shared camaraderie each and every Sunday.
Even if the worst is proven about my team, even if they are proven to be cheats and liars... I will still follow. Why? Because I don't idolize them. Because I don't think they're "heroes". Because I don't envy what they get to do. Because I don't look up to them. Because I don't cower at the sight of their towering statures. Because I am content being me and having my life and doing what I do and developing reverence for real influential/ meaningful heroes like my real life mentors and parents and loved ones.
Whatever. Soapbox or not, that's how I feel.
