The National Distraction League – American Thinker

I am addicted to football. I’m in my early seventies, and I sometimes wonder whether someone — maybe even Someone — will one day ask me why I spent so much of my limited time on Earth watching grown men collide violently on a field. I’m not sure I would have a good answer.

Football, after all, is not just entertainment. It’s a national season unto itself — commanding our weekends, our televisions, our conversations, and, if we’re honest, our attention spans. Yet those weekends were once meant for something else.

Professional football dominates Sundays, the traditional Sabbath for millions of Christian Americans. College football owns Saturdays, the Sabbath for observant Jews. Many players publicly profess their faith, yet almost no one — athletes, universities, leagues, or fans — questions why our culture’s biggest spectacles take place on days set aside for rest and holiness. It’s simply the water we swim in.

Not long ago, I watched a PBS documentary about the Roman Colosseum. As a history lover, I admired the archaeological detail. But I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that we haven’t moved as far from ancient Rome as we like to imagine. The Romans filled their stadium with bloodsport. We fill ours with impact collisions that leave young men with broken bodies and shortened lives. Are we really so different from those ancient crowds who cheered the next brutal hit?

For people of faith — Jews, Christians, and Muslims alike — the answer should trouble us. Long ago, according to Scripture, God gave Moses the Ten Commandments. Among them, the fourth commandment stands out: “Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy.” Theologians have debated for centuries what that means in practice, but I suspect the broader message isn’t all that complicated. A day meant for rest, reflection, worship, and relationships has instead become the biggest entertainment day of the week.

And maybe that’s the heart of my discomfort. It’s not just about football. It’s about distraction. It’s about what crowds out the quiet spaces where we might face deeper questions — about how we live, what we value, and who we ultimately serve.

I’m not arguing for the abolition of football. I’ll probably watch games this season, too. Old habits die hard. But I am arguing for honesty: honesty about what the sport has become in our national life, and honesty about what it has become in mine. If the Sabbath is a mirror held up to our priorities, then what it reflects today should give us pause.

The Romans lost themselves in spectacle until they could no longer see what mattered. I’d like to think we are wiser. But on many weekends, as another kickoff echoes across the country, I’m not so sure.

Ned Cosby, a frequent contributor to American Thinker, is a former pastor, veteran Coast Guard officer, and a retired English high school teacher. His novel OUTCRY is a love story exposing the refusal of Christian leaders to report and discipline clergy who sexually abuse our young people. This work of fiction addresses crimes that are all too real. Cosby has also written RECOLLECTIONS FROM MY FATHER’S HOUSE, tracing his own odyssey from 1954 to the present. For more info, visit Ned Cosby.

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