Jim Yerman


What's Wrong With Saturday?


The Romans called it Saturn’s Day as a salute and it was their special way
To honor the God whom they believed controlled the first hour of every day.

Of course the English put their own spin on it stripping the linguistic beauty away
Although still with a nod to Saturn, we called it Saturday.

Saturday is a wonderful day, it’s the start of many a weekend
A time to rest and relax and spend time with family and friends.

Saturday is followed by Sunday, and so has that nice little perk
Unlike the day after Sunday when most people go back to work.

So why then is the Super Bowl played on a Sunday? It has always made me groan
What does the NFL have against us, I mean isn’t Monday bad enough on it’s own?

Oh it’s not only the NFL, look at college football, and all those fun award shows
With Saturday so readily available why is Sunday the day that they chose?

What if the Super Bowl played on a Saturday with Sunday to rest lazily...
I’m not a big NFL executive but is seems pretty logical to me?

So here’s one vote for the God Saturn, Super Bowl Saturday don’t you agree
Has a nice ring to it and more importantly is one game I’d stay up to see.

Or you can keep your Superbowl Sundays and hold them in cold weather climes
With any luck like Super Bowl 48, the game will be done by halftime.

Submitted: Monday, February 03, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 03, 2014
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