I rarely even glance at the newspaper sports section. But this morning, the headline read, “Maize and Blues.” It was about the injuries to a star running back at the University of Michigan, as the Wolverines prepare to battle arch-rival Ohio State this Saturday.
I stopped. Maize and Blue. That’s my alma mater, the university where I earned a C-average and once was on the dean’s list (not the good one).
I could feel the fight song, “Hail to the Victors,” rise in my throat. “Go BLUE, beat those @#$%^*&!& Buckeyes,” I muttered.
What is it about these team loyalties? Why do I care? It has been 40 years since I graduated from college.
And do I have the same feeling when I read about the team that really matters, the Jesus team?
Don’t get me wrong. I am not against sports loyalties, but I am reminded that my deeper commitment is to Jesus Christ. Do I have a favorite cheer for him?
I am not against people going to sporting events. I really enjoy a good football, basketball, hockey, or baseball game myself. But sometimes I wonder when people complain about church lasting 75-90 minutes, even though they don’t seem upset by 2-3 hour games.
Okay. Go Blue. Beat Ohio State.
And . . . . . Go Jesus! Let’s heal the world!