|Before the storm - a little father-son futbol action was taking place on the Nettlehorst Elementary School playground.|
|After the storm - Melrose Diner lights|
Fall brings out the nostalgia and heartache in me, I guess. And so, on my earlier walk down the street pictured above, I was lamenting the end of one of the best shows ever: Friday Night Lights. Now if you know me, you know I'm a huge Friday Night Lights fan (understatement). If you've read the book, seen the film or TV series (Netflix it!), you probably understand. And while I often think about FNL - how special it is - today I specifically remembered Coach Gaines' closing speech in the film on being perfect.
And when I got home from runnin' errands around this Windy City, I picked up an old notebook I've been meaning to go through (see - nostalgia) and turned to a page where I noted Derrick Brown's poem "Victorious Explosions." (Kristen actually introduced me to this guy - how grateful I am, K!)
He speaks about being perfect, too. (And like FNL, he is soundtracked by Explosions In The Sky.) It's funny, because neither Derrick Brown nor Coach Gaines defines perfect as winning.
Here's the last stanza of "Victorious Explosions:"
"... There is nothing for me to learn from winning.
It is losing, that has yielded all the unforgettable lessons.
Losing is pregnant with chance.
Victory escorts loss at every dance.
I'm thankful for the reminder.
Let us cheers to the Fall, y'all.