FAST Blast: Musings on sports and marriage, Part 3


• Musings on sports and marriage: Part 1Part 2

PARENTS INTRODUCE THEIR CHILDREN TO LIFE, and then introduce their children to the concept of marriage.

All spouses and parents bring both upside and downside to their marriages and child-rearing. There’s one simple reason for this: Every human being is comprised of upside and downside. As far as I can tell, this is as evident as the New England Patriots’ 5-5 record in the Super Bowl.

This isn’t an excuse for not doing all you can to prevent your downside from damaging others. But no one I know of has been able to consistently elude this paradoxical reality of human nature.

Yes, we’re better off when we grow out of bad habits and into good habits. And certainly, we all possess gifts and skills. Yet since none of us is exactly perfect, it appears that one of the habits we all need to cultivate — on an ongoing basis — is forgiveness.

Easy? No. But as difficult as forgiveness is, the relationship gurus typically agree: Forgiveness unlocks the gates that bar our own hearts while serving as the foundation for strong marriages and families.

From the amazing story of Nelson Mandela’s courageous work to end apartheid in South Africa, to NBA title-winning coach Rudy Tomjanovich in the aftermath of The Punch, to the dying cry of an itinerant first-century rabbi on a Roman cross — “Father, forgive them” — there are countless examples of the wisdom and power of forgiveness.

Some Jackson Browne lyrics resonate:

Don’t you want to be there?
Don’t you want to cry when you see how far
You’ve got to go
To be where forgiveness rules instead of where you are?
Don’t you want to be there?
Don’t you want to know
Where the grace and simple truth of childhood go?
Don’t you want to be there when the trumpets blow?
— from “Don’t You Want To Be There”

But I digress … let’s return to this: Parents introduce children to life and then to the concept of marriage, whether by their presence or absence — or both. In intact families, parents who are present daily in their children’s lives can sometimes be absent or hurtful emotionally and otherwise. Cue the need for the difficult task of forgiveness.

At other times these same parents can be caring and constructive. Cue the need to be thankful.

Again, we need to make every effort to care, yet despite our best efforts we fall short. It has been said that every family is a broken family. This rings true, given the upside-and-downside reality of the human condition.

Of course, some families are more broken than others. I experienced the conventional definition of a broken family: My parents divorced when I was in eighth grade.


MY DAD WAS A BIG-TIME SPORTS FAN. New Jersey born and bred, he watched the Yankees win multiple championships as he moved from adolescence into adulthood. He witnessed the wreckage of the Mets’ early years and their first World Series title in 1969 — the so-called Miracle Mets.

Meanwhile, he shipwrecked his marriage: an anti-miracle.

Despite his tragic choices, my Dad showed that parents who are absent from the home can be present in their children’s lives.

My Mom didn’t follow pro sports but was a big-time fan of me and my brother as we played sports — as was my Dad. She was also a fan of my Dad, extending allegiance even after he betrayed her via an affair … but after she forgave him and took him back, he broke his vows again.

Sports betrayals surely occur. A beloved player becomes a free agent and high-tails it out of town. A freak twist of fate costs a squad a title. A team leaves a city for greener financial pastures.

One example: The NFL’s Browns unexpectedly left Cleveland after the 1995 season. Per “The love affair between the Browns and their fans generated a strong bond … all of the other disappointments associated with Cleveland sports combined could not reach the magnitude of betrayal and heartache suffered [by Browns fans after the team’s departure].”

Clearly, the betrayal my Mom suffered was far worse.

As an adult, occasionally I think about my Dad celebrating the Mets’ 1969 championship in the same month when he caused my Mom and my family heart-wrenching grief — such a painful and incongruous circumstance — and I wonder why I don’t hate sports.

I know, this isn’t exactly a fair association: Sports didn’t cause my Dad to leave us, though I can see in the experience of my heart how we human beings are capable of making knee-jerk connections that aren’t always accurate or fair.

Once more, cue the need for forgiveness.

Yes, my Dad caused me and my family tremendous pain. Yet my Dad also gave me tremendous encouragement about my sports and academics. Over the years, teachers and friends and professors encouraged me to keep writing — yet my Dad stands out most in that arena.

Influenced by my Dad, I did grow up a sports fan — I’ve also witnessed numerous World Series titles by the Yankees, and one by the Mets. I wound up serving as an editor at for 15-plus years. But ironically, by the time I reached ESPN I had stopped following pro sports religiously in favor of cheering for my son’s and daughter’s teams and investing in their success as student-athletes.

My Dad once instigated a literal investment for my brother’s basketball team: Believing the squad’s uniforms at the cash-strapped Christian school had become too ratty, my Dad handed a hat around at a home game to raise money for new duds.

Antics like that — along with his propensity for attempting to persuade certain referees of their incompetence — almost got him banned from the home gym. But my brother’s coach appreciated the support and returned it by taking this stand: He said his team wouldn’t take the court if Mr. Deckert was banned.


THE MARRIAGE GURUS TELL US that love is a decision. The first person I heard utter this phrase? My Mom.

Author and social activist Shane Claiborne puts it this way: The most radical thing that anyone can do is to choose to love those around them — again, and again, and again.

For couples, true love is able to deepen when they keep choosing to love each other and keep investing in their marriages. As author Fawn Weaver says: Happily ever after is not a fairy tale — it’s a choice. Choosing the alternative keeps love from growing as surely as covering a garden with a tarp.

A happy marriage is the union of two good forgivers — so said Ruth Bell Graham. While forgiveness is hard, it is exquisite fertilizer in the garden of marriage and friendship.

My Mom attributed her ability to forgive my Dad to the God of the universe. She didn’t cave to bitterness. Until the day she died of cancer — my Dad had died years before — she maintained faith in the itinerant rabbi mentioned above, counting on Jesus of Nazareth as the crucified-and-risen One whose forgiveness models and informs and empowers our forgiveness of others.

My Mom said that when my Dad first betrayed her in the fall of 1969, he told her, “I never loved you.”

Years later, when I reflected on that sad comment, I concluded that my Dad was really saying this: He didn’t know what love is … he didn’t know what true love is. At the time, he thought he knew. Toward the end of his life, he expressed remorse over his misjudgment.

Cue the need for forgiveness.

This is the third in a series of blog posts that consider the relationship between marriage and sports.

— Bruce William Deckert © 2019


FAST Blast: Musings on sports and marriage, Part 2


Musings on sports and marriage — Part 1

MARRIAGE, LIKE SPORTS, IS A TEAM EFFORT — requiring the care and commitment of two people with skills and idiosyncrasies, strengths and weaknesses, gifts and imperfections.

As with every team, a marriage is impacted by both the blunders and triumphs of the team members.

After reading the previous two paragraphs, you might be thinking: Sure, but tell me something I don’t already know. Actually, I might not be able to tell you something you don’t already know … but I do want to relay what I believe about marriage, for better or worse.

Let’s extend the sports-and-marriage metaphor — the marriage enterprise at its best is like scoring a flurry of 3-pointers, or recording a pivotal goal, or hitting a home run, or making a key defensive play or a huge save. At times like these, life is good and the sun shines bright and an out-and-back training run seems downhill both ways for both spouses.

At its worst, the team effort of marriage is like a painful injury — caused by a teammate during practice — or the extreme training teammates endure to prepare for the next game or the next season, like running ladders or suicide sprints … or fill in the blank with the severe workouts your coach devised.

One of my daughter’s soccer teams would run 200-yard sprints as a preseason workout — 20 consecutive 200-yard sprints. Yes, 20 200s.

One of my son’s soccer teams would run up an old ski hill. When I asked him how fast the coach expected his players to go, he said the intensity of the workout wasn’t in how fast they were moving (the hill was extremely steep) but in simply keeping their legs going. The next time I ran up a hill, my aching legs and lungs reminded me how true that is.

One of my basketball coaches had us run double suicide sprints. By the time you were done running the first one, your lungs felt like fire and your legs felt like a blend of lead and cooked spaghetti — paradoxical, I know — and then you had to keep going at full speed through a second suicide.

Well, I suppose you didn’t have to — but because of your dedication to the team, you did. You ran the sprints and felt the fire in your lungs and the distress in your legs with (and for) your teammates. This commitment that teammates make to each other in the crucible of training is comparable to the commitment couples make to each other when their marriage goes through a crucible, for however short or long.

Persevering together through the training of marriage makes it possible for a man and a woman to share the joy of the triumphs that follow.

To say there are many views of life and marriage is like saying there are many claims about financial investments or climate change or the favorite to win the next NBA championship. The question is, which view is true?

Every year, the Christian worldview celebrates Christmas as the day when Jesus of Nazareth entered the arena of human history to endure intense training for the sake of His bride. I pray that we find inspiration and strength in His example and His reality as we live out our marriages and other relationships.

This is the second in a series of blog posts that consider the relationship between marriage and sports.

— Bruce William Deckert © 2018

FAST Blast: Musings on sports and marriage


THE REALM OF MARRIAGE and the world of sports have much in common. If you’re not sure about that statement, read on and see if you agree.

My wife and I both played sports as we grew up. I focused on basketball with some success, and she was a standout soccer player. Our son and daughter also played sports while participating in other worthwhile pursuits, and it’s safe to say they surpassed our accomplishments.

Our son was all-conference in soccer and baseball in high school, and our daughter was an All-American in Division III college soccer. (Pardon me for indulging in a proud-of-my-son-and-daughter Dad moment — mea culpa.)

All those who’ve played on a team have likely considered the helpful metaphors sports can lend on life’s journey. Let’s look at how the metaphors and lessons of sports apply to marriage.

One classic sports cliché refers to “the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.” In marriage, a husband and wife commit to each other “for better or worse … until death do us part” — the thrill and the agony, indeed.

Winning is the objective of sports — at least, the most visible objective. There are other intangible aims, such as learning life skills and developing vital habits. But winning in sports is, yes, thrilling. You’re on top of the mountain and on top of the world. Yet for most teams, defeat also occurs often enough.

Marriage is in the same ballpark — a blend of wins and losses, for better or worse … sometimes on top of the mountain, sometimes down in the trenches.

All the wisest marriage gurus I know say commitment is the foundation of marriage, the fuel that moves a couple through the ups and downs, the wins and losses. The romance can come and go, the emotions can ebb and flow, the connection and chemistry can head south … but the commitment to love your spouse is the bedrock. This is comparable, it seems, to the commitment teammates make to each other, though the marriage commitment goes beyond because it’s a lifetime pledge — certainly, lifelong devotion is the view of marriage presented by the Christian worldview.

I grew up in the Church, and while I’ve wrestled with what the Christian worldview means in the context of other faiths and philosophies, I see an inescapable conclusion in the midst of my questions and uncertainties: The best philosophy, faith or worldview to embrace is the one that’s true. If Jesus of Nazareth truly is the Son of God and Son of Man — and the risen King of the new creation — He is the absolute difference-maker. And He defines life and marriage.

To utilize another sports metaphor, He is the owner of the franchise. He calls the shots … while giving every team member freedom to make decisions for or against His management desires.

Jesus’ desire for marriage, as expressed in the Gospels, is as clear as the goals on a soccer field: “In the beginning the Creator made people male and female, and God said, ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and unite with his wife, and the two will become one.’ So they are no longer two, but one. No human being must separate, then, what God has joined together.”

This is the first in a planned series of blog posts that consider the relationship between marriage and sports.

— Bruce William Deckert © 2018

All-Name Teams #25


Featuring names from across the world of sports

God creates out of nothing. Wonderful, you say. Yes, to be sure, but He does what is still more wonderful: He makes saints out of sinners.
― Soren Kierkegaard


In case the timing of this post isn’t clear, I’ll state what is perhaps obvious … this All-Name Team marks All Saints’ Day (Nov. 1) and Halloween (Oct. 31):

All-Saints Team 3
John Abraham — football
Joel Caleb — football
Isaiah Crowell — football
Ezekiel Elliott — football
Isaac Redman — football

All-Horror Team 3
Amazombie (horse) — horse racing
Ken Bone — basketball
Matt Hackett — hockey
Tomas Pekhart — soccer
Phil Savage — football

Procedural Note — If you’re wondering why there are five members per team: Basketball was my favorite sport as I grew up, and since the rules of basketball (last time I checked) allow five players per team on the court, I’m going with five-person All-Name Teams.

— Bruce William Deckert

All-Name Teams #24


Featuring names from across the world of sports

Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame;
Each to his passion; what’s in a name?
— Poet and writer Helen Hunt Jackson


All-Book Team
Bio Kim — golf
Matt Read — hockey
Jarrad Page — football
Chad Pennington — football
Rick Story — mixed martial arts

All-Literature Team
Connor Hamlett — football
Junior Hemingway — football
Marco Huck — boxing
Dontari Poe — football
Dante Scarnecchia — football

All-Word Team
Tyler Chatwood — baseball
Danny Gabbidon — soccer
Boris Said — motorsports
Tris Speaker — baseball
Ed Werder — sports reporter

Procedural Note — If you’re wondering why there are five people per team: Basketball was my favorite sport as I grew up, and since the rules of basketball (last time I checked) allow five players per team on the court, I’m going with five-person All-Name Teams.

— Bruce William Deckert

Non Sequiturs + Other Quasi-Funny Stuff #12


UNINTENTIONAL HUMOR from the journalism realm: Actual excerpts from stories published on the Internet are in bold — but the all-caps headlines are mine.



After Tuesday’s game, [the coach] insisted that he wouldn’t change the roster, which produced just two goals in its first two games and was outscored 7-2.

By specifying that the overall score was 7-2, perhaps the writer makes it clear that the team produced just two goals. And perhaps I didn’t need to use the word perhaps.

Yes, let’s just streamline that phrase and move on, to wit: …which was outscored 7-2 in the first two games.



Headline — Denis Shafikov defeats unbeaten Jamel Herring by TKO

This is a classic head-scratcher — how could Herring be unbeaten after losing to Shafikov? Before you puzzle the riddle too long, though, consider that a key word is missing: previously.

As in: Denis Shafikov defeats previously unbeaten Jamel Herring



But they would have also led to hits — and when a quarterback in the NFL is hit, he exposes himself to potential injury.

Sometimes a statement is so obvious that one wonders whether it needs to be made. The above seems to me to be such a statement.

It’s like saying: Football is a contact sport and can cause injury.

Hold the presses!



Tyron Smith is in his sixth year in the NFL, and he’s still only 25.

Wow, now that’s something — apparently Tyron Smith has been 25 years old throughout his six-year NFL career. After all, he’s still only 25!

Either Smith has discovered the Fountain of Youth, or one word needs to be deleted from the above sentence. Yes, you guessed it — still. So the revised phrase reads: … in his sixth year in the NFL, and he’s only 25.



While fans chanted his name during the win over Sheffield Wednesday Wednesday night, there appears to be no way back to the first team for Ben Arfa.

You might be wondering: What’s quasi-funny about this? It’s a simple mistake, an inadvertent repetition of the word Wednesday. Fix that and the meaning is clear — …the win over Sheffield on Wednesday night.


Not exactly. However, this is unclear unless you’re familiar with English soccer beyond the Premier League: Sheffield Wednesday is the name of a soccer club.

So the above sentence requires, for greater clarity, not the deletion of a word but the addition of a word: on. Thus — …the win over Sheffield Wednesday on Wednesday night.

Still, even then it appears there could be a mistake of repetition. In the journalism realm, it’s an example of the editorial importance of asking a question — of the writer or assigning editor — before changing a story based on an assumption about inaccuracy.

No American pro teams (that I know of) have days of the week as part of their names. Imagine how confusing it would be in the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry if Boston Tuesday had a series with New York Thursday … that began on Wednesday.

© Bruce William Deckert 2018

FAST Blast: The Best Player-Coach Ever — Part 3


Related Posts
The Best Player-Coach Ever?
The Best Player-Coach Ever — Part 2

A condensed version of this post appeared on Sports Spectrum


THE PLAYER-COACH may be on the endangered species list — the giant panda of the sports world — or maybe not. But such a creature is a rarity in sports history.

For the uninitiated, let’s define terms: A player-coach holds both playing and coaching duties for a sports team at the same time.

Two of the most noteworthy player-coaches are Hall of Famers Bill Russell and Frank Chance. Two previous blog posts (see the links above) addressed some of their accomplishments in light of this question: Who is the best player-coach ever? Let’s explore this topic further.

Chance won two World Series with the Chicago Cubs as a player-manager, baseball’s version of player-coach, and Russell won 11 NBA titles with the Boston Celtics, including two as a player-coach.

Chance’s nickname was the “Peerless Leader” — and Hall of Fame manager John McGraw was among those who praised Chance for his leadership: “He was a great player … but in addition he was a great leader because he asked no man to take any chance that he would not take himself and because he had the power to instill enthusiasm even in a losing cause.”

A previous blog post noted and discussed the “asked no man to take any chance” facet of McGraw’s quote, but in that post I didn’t include the segment of the quote italicized above.

The gist of my previous post is this: Player-coaches can take such chances because they’re actually on the field, competing in games and in practices, unlike conventional coaches. In light of this, is Jesus of Nazareth the best player-coach ever?

Jesus didn’t sit comfortably in the owner’s luxury box or stay on the sidelines in the coach’s zone, but instead entered the fray … becoming a player-coach via the incarnation in the most profound way, even running suicide sprints with us.


Let’s examine the italicized part of John McGraw’s quote on Frank Chance — “he was a great leader … because he had the power to instill enthusiasm even in a losing cause.”

Good Friday was a losing cause for Jesus of Nazareth — or so it seemed to His friends and disciples.

His followers affirm that Jesus is the ultimate “Peerless Leader” … yet the irony is that his leadership didn’t inspire or instill enthusiasm on that darkest day. In fact, before He was arrested and executed, his disciples fled, leaving Him alone — although several followers, mostly courageous women, did show up to witness His death.

Yet the New Testament declares that Good Friday was the prelude to Easter Sunday — and the power of Jesus’ resurrection instilled such amazing enthusiasm in the wake of Friday’s losing cause that the Church remains inspired here in the 21st century. Further, Easter has paved the way for the decisive new-creation start that humans yearn for.

Here’s a song lyric that reflects the sentiment of Jesus’ followers — “on that awful tree, that’s where our celebration starts for eternity.”

If you’re one of those followers, you might be musing in awe at the wonder of Easter, moved to gratitude at the cost and worth of God’s intervention on behalf of the human race.

If you’re an agnostic or atheist, or simply a skeptic, you might be musing in a stew of incredulity: What on earth are you talking about — a dead man coming back to life? Nonsense!

I have numerous questions about life and faith and the Christian worldview. But as far as I can see, every worldview has nonsensical elements that are open to question.

Atheists believe the cosmos came about by chance, apart from a Creator … so the design and order we observe in the universe is merely random … and thus the uniqueness that makes human beings human also occurred by sheer chance.

Doesn’t this sound like nonsense? Or at least questionable?

Many pantheists, including Hindus and some New Age mystics, believe in reincarnation — that human beings, depending on their karma, are recycled after death as other life forms.

This also sounds like nonsense. Doesn’t it? At the very least, it’s open to debate.

By the way, I’m attempting to look at these worldview issues as fairly as possible. The multiple chances offered by reincarnation certainly sound appealing, and I’ve felt atheistic often enough — which means I’ve felt often enough that God isn’t there.

Paradoxically, that puts me in good biblical company with psalmists, prophets and the like. Still, to take the next step — or make the next leap — and embrace atheism, asserting dogmatically that a Creator doesn’t exist, flies in the face of ample intelligent-design evidence.


Pick any faith or philosophy or worldview, and we can pick out an aspect of it that is — or seems to be — nonsense. Across the board, it appears to me, each system has nonsensical notions.

The question is this: Which version of nonsense is actually true?

Let’s agree on this: People don’t universally agree on the answer to the ultimate truth question. Likewise, not everyone agrees on the remedy for the human condition, yet virtually all honest observers acknowledge that something is askew with human beings. True, everyone has the capacity for heroic good … but also for horrific evil. And between the two extremes we have myriad rough edges.

Human history bears this out over and over again — and so do countless songs.

Look at these lyrics:

From “I Go Blind” — sung by Hootie & The Blowfish
In the morning I get up
And I try to feel alive, but I can’t.
I don’t know what it is,
Something in me just won’t give me a chance.

From “Bring Me To Life” — sung by Evanescence
Wake me up inside — wake me up inside.
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Bid my blood to run before I come undone.
Save me from the nothing I’ve become.

From “Be My Escape” — sung by Relient K
I gotta get outta here,
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake.
I gotta get outta here,
And I’m begging you, I’m begging you, I’m begging you to be my escape.

From “Broken” — sung by Lifehouse
I am damaged at best
Like you’ve already figured out.
I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing
With a broken heart that’s still beating.

From “Fix You” — sung by Coldplay
When you try your best, but you don’t succeed.
When you get what you want but not what you need.
When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep,
Stuck in reverse.
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace.
When you love someone but it goes to waste,
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.


The broken human condition — including a broken heart — that needs to be fixed … described by five songs that have enjoyed abundant radio circulation in the 20th and 21st centuries.

These songs resonate with older songs and letters — penned in the first century and the centuries prior — that have likewise enjoyed wide circulation. Yes, the Old and New Testament Scriptures and modern songwriters describe the human condition in similar fashion.

The Scriptures, of course, identify the remedy as the One who is both the fix and the Fixer — Jesus of Nazareth. As the best player-coach ever, He is on our side and by our side and in our side.

Yes, in our side — the place in the body where the heart is located, for the human heart is the crux of the issue.

Soccer manager Pep Guardiola coached Lionel Messi, arguably the world’s best player, at Barcelona. After giving a fellow coach advice about managing a team, Guardiola started to walk away, but then turned around and added, “By the way, get a Messi in your side.”

Yes, side is soccer-speak for team, yet the human-body definition of side dovetails with a one-Word revision of Guardiola’s quote: “By the way, get a Jesus in your side.”

For He is the only One who can mend the mess of the human heart, per the New Testament.

If today’s songwriters and the Scriptures are right about the necessity of a fix for the human condition, arguably the most crucial question facing each of us is this: Who will I enlist as the player-coach to fix my side?

© Bruce William Deckert 2018

FAST Sonnets in Cyberspace #9


THE SONNET is perhaps the best poem structure for the time-challenged 21st-century reader — forgoing lengthy free verse, the sonnet concisely delivers 14 power-packed lines. True, haiku is more concise, but I digress…


See how sunlight frolics with tuneful surf,
Unceasing symphony sung by the tide
As it reclaims once more its shoreline turf.
Forever surges crystal sea, beside
Horizon’s mystery — while dolphins dance
Cavorting free and sandpipers play chase
With breaking waves and sun-bright flowers prance
Near beach in wild-eyed reverie and race
Of manatee so leisurely proceeds.
Since this Gulf Coast finds reasons to rejoice —
Ancient chorus, countless voices — and seeds
Such hope despite falling fire’s day’s end choice…
   Oh can you tell me why ship wrecks on shoal
   And why shell-shards pierce my unsandaled soul?

© Bruce William Deckert 2018



• I wrote most of this sonnet in April 2000 during a vacation with extended family on the Gulf Coast of Florida. The first 12 lines observe and celebrate the variegated wonders and evident upside of that ocean habitat, while the closing couplet describes the downside (sometimes potential and sometimes actual).

• This is a Shakespearean (or English) sonnet — a 14-line poem comprised of three four-line stanzas and a closing couplet, with the following rhyme scheme: abab cdcd efef gg. The Shakespearean sonnet has 10 syllables per line, often (but not always) employing iambic pentameter — as you may recall from English class, this is an arrangement of five pairs of unstressed and stressed syllables (one iamb is such a pair).

• A Slow Life in the FAST Lane focuses on sports-and-faith issues, so each sonnet I’m posting has at least one sports connection. Here the connection comes clearly in the reference to “race of manatee” — though it’s safe to say the manatee’s race time wouldn’t exactly qualify for any Olympic swimming teams.

Let me know your thoughts, however brief, in the comment section. Thanks for stopping by — I hope you’ve found your time here to be worthwhile.

All-Name Teams #23: Wedding Day


Featuring names from across the world of sports 

“I like your last name. Can I have it?”
— a bride to her husband

“Don’t forget your spouse’s name. That will mess up the love.”
— an 8-year-old girl’s marriage advice

In honor of my son and his wife, who were married May 19, 2018, this All-Wedding Team has only two members:

All-Wedding Team
Malia Deckert née Marstaller — basketball, soccer, softball
Luke Deckert — baseball, basketball, soccer

Normally, each All-Name Team has five members because my longtime favorite sport, basketball, allows five players per team on the court:

All-Wedding Day Team
Malia Tate-DeFreitas — basketball
Luke Kuechly — football
Vagner Love — soccer
Jamie Lovemark — golf
Lovemore N’dou — boxing

— Bruce William Deckert

All-Name Teams #22: Welcome, Springtime


Featuring names from across the world of sports…

The following All-Name Teams are in honor of the arrival of springtime, sunshine and the growing light of the lengthening days.

Some say God is the author of creation, the One who sculpts the beauty of the changing seasons. Some say there is no God, and thus nature’s beauty is essentially random.

To summarize: “Chance or the Dance?” Which is the title of a classic book by Dr. Thomas Howard, one of my college professors and mentors.

Others say life is a hybrid — God and nature are one and the same.

What do you say?

And what are the pros and cons, the consequences, the risks/rewards of your take on life and faith … and of these varying faiths and philosophies?

If you’re keeping score at home, the above three worldviews are theism, atheism and pantheism — perhaps obvious, but for the sake of academic clarity, there you have it.

P.S. The Christian faith, of course, adds the incarnation to theism — Jesus of Nazareth, Son of God and Son of Man, the One who (as God incarnate) experiences the beauty of spring on the earth He created, endures brutality in death, and rises again with new life and the promise of a stunning new creation … a new springtime that, we’re told, will endure for eternity.


“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

All-Flower Team 1
Jaron Blossomgame — basketball
Tyler Flowers — football
Jantel Lavender — basketball
Kristine Lilly — soccer
Jalen Rose — basketball

All-Light Team 3
Aaron Bright — basketball
Torah Bright — snowboarding
Al Leiter — baseball
Ryan Raburn — baseball
J.J. Watt — football

All-Sun Team 1
Helio Castroneves — auto racing
Paul Soliai — football
Sam Soliman — boxing
Odlanier Solis — boxing
Rick Sund — basketball

Procedural Note — If you’re wondering why there are five people per team, it’s simple: Basketball was my favorite sport as I was growing up, and since the rules of basketball (last time I checked) allow five players per team on the court, I’m going with five-person teams.

© Bruce William Deckert 2018