Admittedly, I give the whole hubbub regarding the Mayan calendar signifying the end of the world only slightly more credibility than I give to the political promises I hear coming out of Iowa presently. Still, like a good Boy Scout, I’m all about being prepared.
Thus, just in case the world really should be 358 days away from oblivion, I feel it is my duty to point out a few important sports-related details that folks should take note of.
For instance, just think of the opportunity that exists for all you Chicago Cubs baseball fans out there. Sure, more than a century has passed since you were all able to celebrate that 1908 World Series title, but this is your chance to get even. Just think of the immense satisfaction that would come from being able to lay claim to the last — the very last — World Series trophy. After waiting an eternity to finally win the award, wouldn’t it only be fitting for the trophy to remain with the Cubs for all eternity. Think of it as a parting gift for the truly faithful out there.
Of course, since championship banners aren’t usually raised until the first game of the following season, you still won’t get a chance to see that championship pennant fluttering over ivy covered outfield walls.
And just think of how much the NCAA might be wishing for the Mayans to be right. After two years of watching teams play musical chairs in and out of conferences, the growing din for a college football playoff and an ever-widening circle of scandals at flagship institutions, having everything just poof out of existence next December might be the only chance they have of getting out from under public scrutiny.
Similarly, the NBA — did you even know professional basketball season had started, faithful reader? — might want to look upon the possible end of the world as a marketing ploy to get fans back in the stands after watching more than a month of its season vanish in a squabble between millionaire players and billionaire owners. Act now for possibly your last chance to jeer Lebron James, Mark Cuban or your favorite target of choice.
If the world is coming to an end next December, I have just one year left to continue my personal battle with Heart Mountain. The big rock got the better of me on my climb to the top this past year. I plan on making a comeback in 2012, after which I’ll maybe celebrate atop Avalanche Peak in Yellowstone.
Of course, that’s not the only local thrill I’d have to give in to. If the world is coming to an end, I’d have to make good on that now three-year goal to take a whitewater trip down the Clark’s Fork canyon. Who knows, I might even reconsider my closely held personal belief that there’s no sane reason for a human being to jump from a perfectly functioning aircraft and give skydiving a try.
Maybe.
But, really, faithful reader, there’s no need for the possible end of the world to get out and cheer a little harder or enjoy life a little more in the year ahead. You can do those on your own, regardless of circumstance. In fact, it would make a great resolution for those of you still pondering one for this New Year’s Day.
And on Dec. 22, 2012, we can all sit around sharing the stories of the previous year.