Now, for those of you who know Mormons, we tend to take some things very seriously as a collective whole. There are other things we value as individuals, but we keep some of these guilty pleasures pretty separate on Sundays so neither the twain shall meet.
For example, Alpine Mormons never mention the Super Bowl at church even if they are individually counting the minutes to kick off during the closing prayer. Any Super Bowl parties are disguised as "Sunday Dinners," and on it goes like that. I am sure we are not the only religion to draw the line in the sand here. Sunday sports' politics and faithful Sunday worshipers can get rather sticky, so, in Alpine at least (where 99 percent of the people are Mormon) we just leave them separate. (Please note that the leaders of the Mormon boys where I grew up were quite vocal about their extravagant Super Bowl parties after church.)
Anyway, in Alpine, it is all unspoken.
Until today.
A man got up to give the opening prayer in church today -- about 7 hours before kick off. He gave a very quiet and reverent prayer. And then still in his soft and very sincere voice, he finished with these last lines:
"And, heavenly father, please bless the players today that no one will get hurt. And, father, bless the teams that our favorite ones might win. And we say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
Well, know we know where to go if our party runs out of Pizza.
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haha! Wish I was in Alpine yesterday!
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