JOHN PIPER: Grace and peace to you, fellow saints. It is once again time to honor our precious risen Savior by reviewing the weekend’s football contests, wherein manly men charge bravely unto that gridiron breach, where desires of self must be fully subjugated so that the glory of the team will be fully realized. My dear friend Greta, I must posit a whimsical question to begin our fellowship: are you ready for some football?
GRETA THUNBERG:
JOHN PIPER: Let us begin with a dirge of despair: New York, thy quarterback is no more! Weep, o city of sin! Jets quarterback Aaron Rogan collapsed in the first quarter of the season opener, as if crippled by the same angel who wrestled Jacob! If I dared to believe in free will, I would say that the Jets’ season hangs in the balance; alas, their precise win total has been preordained by the true and just Commissioner of all things, amen.
GRETA THUNBERG: Does anyone understand the carbon footprint of the 3-4 defense? Our obsession with coverage linebackers is literally killing this planet
JOHN PIPER: MOVING ON. Normally, if you told me that Buccaneers were at war with Vikings, I would assume you were referencing some sort of internicine committee conflict within the Southern Baptist Convention. But a similar, no less bloodthirsty battle took place Sunday on the field! Tampa Bay prevailed 20-17 behind Steve DeBerg and Hardy Nickerson, who made various plays. Where, o Minnesota, is thy defense? Where, o Purple Eaters of People, is thy victory?
