A Little Laughter...goes a long way

Church is Like Football?


OR

Why I Stopped Going to Football Games

Every time I went, they asked me for money.

The people sitting next to me didn't seem very friendly.

The seats were too hard.

The coach never came to call on me.

The referee made a decision I disagreed with.

I was sitting with hypocrites - they came only to see what others were wearing.

Some of the games went into overtime and I was late getting home.

The band played songs I didn't like.

The games were scheduled when I wanted to do other things.

My parents took me to too many games when I was growing up.

Since I read a book about football, I know more than the coaches do, anyhow.

I don't want to take my children, because I want them to choose for themselves what sport they like best.

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