I don’t mind telling you that my team did not win last night.
Yes, I enjoyed Madonna’s half time show, and the message about world peace. And the commercials were fun, as always (especially the little boy in the sling shot, stealing his older brother’s Doritos, thanks to help from Grandma).
But I was routing for the Patriots. Because we lived in Boston for two years; and because our dear friend Pat, who made her transition last year was a huge fan (Pat being short for Patricia as well as for Patriots–cute, huh?).
There was also that nagging irritation about what happened in the 2004 NFL draft. If you’ve been in San Diego for awhile, you probably remember that Eli Manning was drafted by the San Diego Chargers, but refused the offer, because he wanted to go to the New York Giants instead.
Never mind that it was up to Eli to make a decision that was best for him. We were, and many of us still are, highly insulted. And what makes matters worse is that Mr. Manning now has two Super Bowl rings as a result of playing for the Giants, and the Chargers have, well, you know…..
Chances are that Eli will be very busy over the next few weeks, making new television commercials. And I can stay stuck in my anger and resentment, jumping for the remote control every time he comes on the telly.
Or, I can forgive.
In this Season for Nonviolence, I believe there is more to it than physical violence. There is also emotional violence, through anger, resentment, bitterness and the need for forgiveness.
Yes, he probably should have shown more respect to the Chargers and the City of San Diego. But, as A Course in Miracles reminds me, I can choose to be right, or I can choose to be happy.
There is no better moment than this one to begin to forgive the Eli Mannings in our lives.