I know the rules. They were clearly laid out to me many moons ago, and I haven't forgotten. I'm supposed to write about sports. Straying too far from that might well land yours truly in some serious hot water with the powers that be.
Yet every once in a while, something happens (usually bad) that makes sports seem unimportant in the whole scheme of things. That would be the tornado that earlier ripped through the outskirts of Oklahoma City.
It was reported as being 2 miles wide. 2 MILES WIDE? Holy cow -- that's frighteningly incredible. As it weaved it's path of destruction, entire neighborhoods were not just destroyed, but are GONE. Over 50 already confirmed dead, including over 20 little kids in an elementary school that was also demolished. Sadly, there's a lot more people, and schoolchildren, that are still unaccounted for. The death toll will likely rise by the time everything gets sorted out -- what's left of it. Mother Nature can truly be awesome in a terrible way with what she is capable of unleashing at times on us mere humans.
Yes, the infinite variety of sports touches the lives of billions of people the world over. Not even counting the athletes themselves, their fans will cheer, boo, worry, argue, sit on the edge of their seats in anticipation, and lord knows, one way or the other, a lot of money changes hands over those various contests throughout the year. This is a big deal.
But win or lose, those teams and players will be back next year to try again.
Tragically, some mighty fine people in Oklahoma, including a bunch of innocent kids, won't get that chance.
So for now, bring on the hot water, if need be. But sports can wait.
My prayers and deepest sympathies go out to all those who were so horribly affected by this disaster in Oklahoma.