Apocalypse - Beast consumes Ducks & Wildcats

Apocalypse

Mark chapter 13, from which this morning’s gospel reading is taken, is known as the “little apocalypse” -- The Apocalypse itself being the earthshaking events of the Book of Revelation, the word ἀποκάλυψις meaning “revelation.” 

We think of apocalyptic writing as vividly descriptive revelation of violent shakeup that will happen at the End of Time. But apocalypse can happen to anyone at anytime. For myself, I knew it this past spring and summer in the earthshaking deaths of beloved friends. It came upon some Americans on the evening of election day as the electoral vote count began to shift on the TV screen and then slid into the Pacific Ocean. It came on a brilliant four-star general at some point in 2011 when he let his heart get the best of his head, and then crashed down when FBI agents walked into his office to ask embarrassing questions. It came in a fluke last week for #1 when a touchdown pass was intercepted at the goal line and the Tide rolled out. Apocalypse came yuk yuk yuk suddenly and incredibly last night as Wildcats and Ducks both got gobbled up by the Beast on the same day. 

My earliest memory of Notre Dame is of going to the Ritz Theatre to see Pat O’Brien star in Knute Rockne, All American. O’Brien and Ronald Reagan winning one for the Gipper. I was about six years old at the time and for weeks afterward neighborhood boys daydreamed about going to Notre Dame. My ND recollection is of powerhouse teams through the 1940s, my childhood and growing up years.

Apocalyptic for BCS this morning. Post-apocalyptic maybe the SEC Tide will roll back in. 

TW