Randy Rosetta noted today at Gridiron Now,
“In a sport where rivalry games serve as the constant lifeblood, nobody does
bitterness and contentious showdowns quite like the SEC. Every week, it seems
like at least two teams from the best football league in college football
collide with bragging rights at stake and hatred for the other overflowing like
the stadiums that are often filled to capacity and then some.”
For the past 10 seasons, the Alabama-LSU
game has catapulted into the spotlight as arguably the biggest game in the SEC
and one of the most impactful games nationally every season.
My SEC sister, Diogenes, is a devout LSU
fan. I am a rabid Alabama fan. I consider it a blessing to share a sport I
love with someone I care about. Since
2014 she and I have had a friendly wager on the Bama-LSU game. The loser would make a donation to The
Wounded Warrior Project; out of love for our brave military service members the
winner would make a donation as well.
This is the way two dyed-in-the-wool fans handle their fierce
competitive spirit.
Continuing our tradition, this year we
agreed to make a contribution to Shriners Hospitals for Children. Since 1922, more than 1.3 million children
have received life-changing care at Shriners Hospitals helping them reach their
potential to lead more fulfilling lives regardless of a family’s ability to
pay.
I designated the Shriners Hospital
located in Shreveport and here’s the letter they sent me:
“You have not lived today until you have done something
for someone who can never repay you.” — John
Bunyan
As we approach
Thanksgiving and the season of giving, I hope you’ll join us in the joyful act
that reflects a thankful heart and relishes in the happiness that comes from
helping those less fortunate than ourselves.
If you’d like to donate to the Shriners Hospitals for Children here is
the link. May God bless you today and always.
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