
A quick note on the Superbowl: anyone who knows me knows that I don't know the first thing about sports, nor do I really care to most of the time (sorry, sports lovers, I have tried). Yet for some reason I almost always can't resist watching the Superbowl. Regardless of who you were pulling for (sorry, Peyton fans), you have to admit that watching the Saints win was amazing. I felt so inspired and overjoyed for the battered city of New Orleans. I don't know what it is about sports, but they just rally people together like few things can --take for example the recent movie Invictus, about how Nelson Mandela unified the South African people after apartheid through the sport of rugby. And watching Saints QB Drew Brees cry as he held and kissed his little son after winning was enough to make me want to cry myself.
It was also pretty neat to see via Facebook that some Scottish pals were watching the game as well (which is a lot of dedication to American football, since it ended about 3:30 AM their time). One comment concerning my church family in Scotland that made me particularly happy: "Rest assured there were brothers watching in St V's tonight...feeling the American love, stunning show tonight! " You gotta love transatlantic sports comraderie.
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A great musical number just for you: Audrey and Fred Astaire singing (and dancing) "Bonjour, Paris!"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zuhl8gO7Igo