There are moments that make me very proud of young Christian men. Then, of course, there are other times when I’m very embarrassed by them. This, however, is one of the times I was possibly the proudest!
Here’s the scoop:
Saturday, March 8th, 2008. I’m in Peoria, Illinois with some friends to watch the Boys 1A and 2A State Basketball Tournament. A team that our basketball boys play during the regular season had made it to the hallowed Final Four. The Lewistown Indians had lost the day before to the future 1A State Champions, St. Anne. I was excited for the Indians to see them play for 3rd place because it’s a pretty big deal when a school with a population of 200 makes it to state in a sport. I was rooting for Lewistown, but they eventually were defeated and awarded 4th place. This is still very good.
That’s not the point of this blog; I just wanted to congratulate the Indians.
Now:
The Pinckneyville Panthers: a team that is very well known for their basketball programs. They compete at the 2A level. Anyways, on Saturday I got to watch them play the Olney Tigers. It was a good game, and I think the Panthers were the better team, but the Tigers came out on top. The whole game I had been cheering for Pinckneyville and they had spurts of pure ownage, but they also played a very bad 3rd quarter… The result of the game was Olney 55, Pinckneyville 46. Pinckneyville also received 4th in the state of Illinois. Congratulations are also in order for the Pinckneyville Panthers.
Now here is the part to where, if you have lost interest, I want you to return to Earth:
At half-time of the 2A State Championship, they did the awards ceremony for the 3rd and 4th place teams. They brought out two tables and a platform. On each the tables were medals for just about every person involved with the two teams and a very large trophy. One-by-one, each member of the team would be called out. Then the athlete would step up on the platform and bend his head toward an official looking person and receive a medal around their neck. Then they would step down from the platform and form a line. Well about half-way through the Pinckneyville Panthers’ line up one of the athletes, after receiving his medal, brought it to his lips, kissing it, and then pointed upward. I thought he was just being an idiot at first. Then the following athlete, after being adorned with a medal, pointed upward with both of his hands. The next couple of athletes followed suit, and I realized what they were doing. They were giving the thanks and glory to God for putting them in this particular position. I was ecstatic to see that these young high schoolers cared enough to stop and recognize that God is the whole reason for living. He is the one that allows us to succeed.
If I were a Pinckneyville Panther, I would have been very proud to wear their colors that day. Not only were they a Final Four team, they had some God-fearing athletes in their athletic department.
Congratulations once again Pinckneyville Panthers.