You might find it hard to believe, but I do have more in common with Tony Romo than just good looks, mad skills, and having to deal with man crushes and chicks digging me.  We have both recently broken the pinky finger on our throwing hands.  This is very problematic for both of us, considering he is trying to lead the Cowboys to a SuperBowl and I was trying to lead our church softball team to a couple of Division Championships.  The similarities are eerie.

I say “a couple”, because that’s how long it’s taken for my finger to heal.  I broke mine in the first game of the summer season in early June.  It hurt the entire summer season, and on into the Fall season which just ended last week.  And actually it still hurts when I hit it or get it squeezed, 5 month later.  Romo is hoping his finger will be healed enough to play well after only 4 weeks.  But he does have a few advantages over me in the healing process.  1) He is younger. 2) He has more medical technology available to him to speed the healing.  And finally 3) He does not go to church on Sunday morning.  This last point could the biggest advantage.  I’ve learned that the one thing that has probably has deterred my healing process the most is all the hand shaking that goes on Sunday mornings at church.  And if you haven’t noticed, church people like firm grips when they shake.  It’s like a sign of spirituality.  The more spiritual, the harder the squeeze.  And I just have to grimace and fight back the tears every time the most Godly men grip my hands and try to smash all my fingers in to a single flipper.  So recently I’ve been trying to meet and great more of the heathens.  My pinky thanks me for it.

So we’ll see how Tony does later tonight, if his avoidance of church has helped his pinky finger.  And just in case you were wondering, we did win both of our church softball championships in the summer and fall.  The Band of Brothers rule.