The Charity Line... Why I love shooting hoops and BUTLER AWESOME

As many a Goliath reader well knows, me one what likes to spend some time out by the barn

shooting baskertball at Peach basket what me has nailed up over barn door. Now, as many weell know Goliath not necersarily big sport fan...BUT...Goliath truly love this here March Madness what happen every March. (though me not unnerstand why and how they always gets it in to fit in March).

NOw, this here a very good game to watch them there and remind Goliath much of great warriors what he done seen and contended with in past battels what we see grace, style, discerpline of troops, passions, and many things all of which is very good things in peoples. But one thing, (in

Goliath opinion) what surpasses all in this here game....the dad blast FREE THROW what decide

game.

Me spend many a time at hash mark what me has made imagerning TOURNAMENT game.

Stand at line. HUge big Colerseum fill with screaming fans half what hates you and half what scream for you to Make shot. One has time to collect thought. (so unlike player what shoot

jump shot on the fly and win game ...him just a good smoot player ...maybe great and all but

him not thinking and FEELING the import of his next act).

That there player, some young man, (and who knows what wonnerful and terrible things that

there have on his back and in his life what pursue him). Him at line. At this here moment, it

not a team game. The clock has done been stopped. The refree have ball and check all

men on line. Him turn and toss player ball.

MY GAWD!!! 

At this point when ball come in hand that there player him got all the game in his hand. The

score is tied or maybe one point difference for him to tie and make overtime. Me confess me

is so VERY INSPIRED when these here young men take ball and shoot and make that there

basket. It reaffirm to Goliath all what can be good in these here annermals what we call people.

That the moment all the horrifying worry and doubt COULD crowd in on man and make his

hand wobble just that slight bit what put off shot. But no. Many and many a time we see these

here fine fellow human beings make them shots. How great it is to be a human bein. And, let me add to this here, when, from time to time it happen, that when that feller miss shot... and head

droop (for a moment) and then go on to play last second or two of game. Me still love that there

feller... as me know well...Even at all our limit we sometime stumble.

This here beauty of such sport...the chance to see individual face such moments and shine bright!

At that time, we are ALL ON THAT CHARITY LINE... we ALL with that there feller (or gal)

and our hearts rise or fall with him.  (or her)

That why me watch March Madnesses.