Llove Letters

Aren’t Superbowls fun? I got home from Church just in time to see the second half kick-off. I think the last half must have been better than the first. My wife served my supper in front of the TV, and my grandkids argued over who was the best quarterback. I’m happy for the Saints. I’m sad for the Colts. I really didn’t have a favorite after Minnesota eliminated “my” team. I have always struggled with the idea that “one guy” makes all the difference. I know the quarterbacks, running backs, and receivers, get most of the glory from an offensive perspective, and some of them deserve great credit. But have…