Call me a deist,
someone who believes God created the universe and then stepped away; the common
metaphor is of a clockmaker who makes his timepiece, winds it up and then waits
for it to stop ticking, whenever that millennia might be. What better way to explain 50 inches of rain
in Houston or the preseason injury to the Bears’ Cameron Meredith, who suffered
a torn ACL in his left knee in a preseason game Saturday? Sports doesn’t care anymore than nature does. Time just keeps on ticking.
Worse yet, Meredith is
one of the few Bears it’s easy to root for.
He played his high school ball literally down the street from us at St.
Joseph’s (Clare beat up on St. Joe’s pitching every spring) and college at
Illinois State (where my daughter considered going before settling on
Elmhurst). He was an undrafted free
agent who showed just how wrong scouts can be in evaluating talent with a good
rookie season last year. He also talked
about his craft the way that Paul Konerko did, without the ego.
Meredith is only 24, so
he could come back from his injury. It
all depends on how much time is left.
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