It is hard to be a Razorback fan, one minute you are on top of the world, and the next minute your Razorbacks have brought you back to reality with a gigantic thud.
In case a Razorback fan thinks he can move on quickly to another sport, the Razorbacks wham you in the other cheek with an unexpected defeat.
For Razorback fans turning the other cheek is second nature to us now.
Only when a Razorback fan hits rock bottom does a glimmer of hope arrive, and we start to ascend even though we know at some point Lucy will jerk the ball away once again.
Life is not unlike being a Razorback fan for a lot of us. One develops a strong sense of humility and humor. We learn to live with suffering savoring those few moments of joy.
Most importantly a Razorback fan develops a great deal and faith in whatever comes next, not a bad way to live either.
Yes Razorbacks have their hearts broken more than most, but we seldom stay down for long. We’ve learned long ago that to survive in this world the only way to live is to get right back up no matter how hard the fall.
Razorbacks and their fans are hardly chosen people of God, but I think he enjoys our overwhelming sense of optimism in spite of all evidence to the contrary.
Besides God loves a good laugh, and who wouldn’t laugh at a grown man or woman wearing a bright red pig on his or her head in public.