A Super Goal:

Confession time here.  I’m not a huge sports fan.  Sorry, but look at it this way – don’t you want your NYC podiatrist to be an uber-nerd?  It’s #Superbowl Sunday and I’m writing this in the last few moments of the game, and the #Patriots are down by 3.  And despite it all my Boston roots compel me to derive a few grains of deep satisfaction from a Patriots win, and an apathetic shrug from a loss.  But since it is a big day for a lot of people, and I haven’t seen any foot or ankle injuries yet, it seems fitting to write about a relative outsider’s perspective on the game.

This is the big one.  The culmination of a whole year’s – and for some a career and even lifetime’s worth of effort, and it all comes down to the final minutes.  It is a real spectacle to watch.  Both teams are at the top of their game, best on their high school and college teams, picked for the best professional teams and now playing for the best teams in the league on the day that crowns the champions.  And that’s just the players.  There are the coaches, the support staff for the teams, the NFL that stages the event, even those that stage the half time show and the networks that broadcast the whole event.  It’s a major production, and no matter who wins, it’s impressive, even for us non-sports fans.  I know nobody wants to hear it and forgive me for sounding parental, but I think the take home lesson here is that it takes a lot of hard work and some luck to really achieve, and there are no guarantees of success, but without hard work, failure is almost always a guarantee.  And if everyone works together, (or toe-gether?) a stadium-sized feat can be choreographed and executed perfectly.

So nothing much about the feet this week, just some musings.  Tune in next week when we get back to the feet, and meanwhile you Seattle fans will have to live with de-feet.  #PatriotsWIN!!

See you in the office.

Ernest Isaacson