Why Not Football?!
I didn't think that there would be much fuss about some 'young priests' playing football on their usual 3rd Thursday outing/recreation. You would think that priests don't play any game at all, least of all football! Well then, here is one reason why football can be an influence to anyone whether in cassock or not!
The field at the SFX Retreat Centre that morning was graced by several distinguished footballers that gave the game a name never ever experienced before! It was an epic challenge in a 4-a-side team play that saw several brilliant footwork and scoring moments that will bedazzle even Maradona himself. What made this all the more interesting was that, apart from the two teens who joined us for the game, the rest of us were hopelessly disproportionate in age, body mass and health. One was a little on the plump side. The other almost got blown away by the strong wind, while another recently survived death by heart attack - six times! Another would break out in a Bob Marley song 'No Woman, No Cry' everytime he misses a shot at the goalpost. The other two seems to be made for each other: he would hurl insults and verbal diarrhoe at the other and the other would take all these calmly knowing that he can get at him back in lessons at Latin (for the other teaches Latin). For the 6 priests who actually played on the field that morning, it was an exercise in wheezing and panting and the realisation that we have reached an age where we don't bother to count white hairs anymore!
Here was how we stacked against each other:
A little on the plump side, one who almost got blown away by the strong wind, the two who were made for each other versus 'No Woman, No Cry', death by heart attack and the two teens (altar boys who joined in the carnage!)
By the way the scoreline was 6 - 4 to my team's favour.
Now, you have a go at this game! Nowadays women are getting into the scene. So, what's really wrong with priests doing the same?
The field at the SFX Retreat Centre that morning was graced by several distinguished footballers that gave the game a name never ever experienced before! It was an epic challenge in a 4-a-side team play that saw several brilliant footwork and scoring moments that will bedazzle even Maradona himself. What made this all the more interesting was that, apart from the two teens who joined us for the game, the rest of us were hopelessly disproportionate in age, body mass and health. One was a little on the plump side. The other almost got blown away by the strong wind, while another recently survived death by heart attack - six times! Another would break out in a Bob Marley song 'No Woman, No Cry' everytime he misses a shot at the goalpost. The other two seems to be made for each other: he would hurl insults and verbal diarrhoe at the other and the other would take all these calmly knowing that he can get at him back in lessons at Latin (for the other teaches Latin). For the 6 priests who actually played on the field that morning, it was an exercise in wheezing and panting and the realisation that we have reached an age where we don't bother to count white hairs anymore!
Here was how we stacked against each other:
A little on the plump side, one who almost got blown away by the strong wind, the two who were made for each other versus 'No Woman, No Cry', death by heart attack and the two teens (altar boys who joined in the carnage!)
By the way the scoreline was 6 - 4 to my team's favour.
Now, you have a go at this game! Nowadays women are getting into the scene. So, what's really wrong with priests doing the same?
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