One thing that annoys me is the constant misuse of the word miracle. For instance, describing the win of a US hockey team as a miracle is, frankly, an insult to the players; they needed no divine intervention in order to beat the soviets. The rescue of the Pennsylvania miners a few years ago, also oft described in miraculous hyperbole, was a result of intelligent men doing their jobs, not via the hand of a supreme being.
Having said that, it’s nice to see that a simple linebacker agrees with me:
I’m not going to say it was a miracle, because that’s crippled people getting up and walking, the blind seeing.
Thank you, Mr. Foote.
He’s talking about the rare football game that I watched, with a girlfriend who cares far more about football than me, in which the hometown team barely won against the Jets. Here’s a link.