It's, perhaps, the poetry of motion that fans see on Sunday during the Fall and Winter of our extreme self-contentedness. I can't help but see the blended poetry of emotion, though, because it carries over so much into our--each of our's--lives.
Take the innocence of the audible that quarterbacks use as a way of changing a play or maybe just clarifying a play. There are so many possibilities for these confusing and poetic sports-speak moments.
But you know, travelers, you know
there's more fluff than tuff
in the desert wind we caress:
like an exhausted weather God
Thank you God, you don't mind the Sandy
or the big rough-tough man hands
we fondle you with
On our day of Supers...
many men of Super
In a great Bowl of Supers:
A Super Bowl
But it is a speak-easy experience to us the fans because we can no more separate the voice of the energy-filled quarterback from our world-- though it's an admittedly cryptic rush of words-- than we can separate the score on the scoreboard from the game we're watching.
We can only wonder what he implied. He did, though, without a doubt imply something: something very significant. The stakes are high you could say.
So, then we have the Omaha steaks which are "implied" into a special significance through the mere, perhaps innocent, audible of an NFL quarterback. He's not just any NFL quarterback though. And did he really inspire an over/under number in Las Vegas? That's what has been asserted.
The poetry of motion has been elevated into our lives in a way that a child of the 1930s or 40s never could have believed. We've become so literate that we expect the face of our stars to be significant: they have become significant just like we expected.
Perhaps Peyton Manning will do a solid for kids and a REAL big solid for teachers by doing an audible in a poetic verse. The significance couldn't be underestimated. I think I have an idea what he could say to convince those few determined stragglers in second grade class rooms that this is serious.
Your future depends on it.
Maybe just a haiku in that ten seconds that the quarterbacks have to call a play.
An Omaha haiku is not far away.