Religious Imagery In Football

I watched the Army vs Navy game today.  It was difficult to decide between the two because I was born in Tripler U S Army Hospital on the hill of Oahu, and then immediately transported to Pearl Harbor Navy Base.  I kind of just rooted for both.  When I finished the game, there was glorious and heavenly telepathy that was based on reverence for my soul and my journey.  The song playing right now is "I Can Only Imagine" by MercyMe.  It was a rush that helped the pain in my lower back that began yesterday.  It was just there and I only think of the sitting I have been doing.  As a small child I had a sledding accident where I veered off the path on the hill, and slammed down about 1.5 feet onto bare ice of the lake.  It was so incredibly painful and so soar.  There is little I can do, so I will just release the pain with Ibuprofen and ice.  I am sitting on some very purposely positioned pillows.  I am moving pretty slow.  I feel like there are some understandings happening around me.  I am realigning my energetic system.  As I sat on chair and not my coach, my cat Pharaoh got on top of the chair, in back and began lightly licking my neck and ears.  It was so sweet.  He then just curled up behind my heart chakra and purred for like a half hour.  I also took some time lying on my bed, flat, and flexing my lower back muscles.  It does feel a bit better.  So I understand that since Army won (perfect shutout), they will play against Air Force Academy next week.  After they triumphed, I felt the SEC and the Big Ten coming through these players, especially Army.  Energetic histories and stories are about to become solid myths that cement into the lies of Universities around me that then bled into the BigTen.  You will all be very surprised who Peyton Manning is today.  It is time to go after former Navy QB Mike Portis, and then Reggie Wayne.  They look exactly alike, but Reggie is 2 inches taller.  They are both still stalking me.  It you do not act through word and deed, you will never be free.  You will never know true creation and you will all tremble at the shaking and destruction  of me and my Line Deputy.  It is not what you all think.  Everyone has to do it on you own.  You will then never be manipulated into thinking that some Christ, or some female mother, brought you to a win today.  This gives you a perfect breakdown of your abilities and weaknesses that need to be kept away from me for eternity.  It was a perfect set of touchdowns and no field goals. Blue Eyes, I sense your perfection today.  As I write, I play Lauren Daigle Radio and I feel your melody and harmony, simultaneously with also your magnificent belief and poetry.