Last night I ate a Philly Cheesesteak and I was stuffed like a pig. Every time I’m in town I try to get a hoagie or a cheesesteak and I’ve never been disappointed. As always, it was really good grub. And this is not a plug for Pat’s or Geno’s Steaks in South Philly. Growing up I NEVER went to either place, not because I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t have to. I could get a good steak from Pagonos or a dozen other places in my hood, if you get my drift. Now where were we?
Simply The Best. Philly Cheesesteaks are simply the best. Period. Case closed. End of discussion. There is no steak sandwich better. It doesn’t matter where in Philly I get my steak, it’s always good. Always. And that’s how we should live our lives. Especially if you profess to be a Christian. Because Christ taught us that the best is what he expects of us. And nothning less.
No one, and I mean no one outside of Philly, can make a hoagie or cheesesteak like we make ’em here in the City of Brotherly Love. So if you haven’t made the trip, do yourself a favor and plan the trek.
And speaking of the best, the Brady Bunch just did it again. Tom Brady and his favorite receivers, Julian Edelman and Rob Gronkowski, put in a very Patriot-like performance as they kicked KC clear out of the playoffs, 27-20, in a game that the Chiefs could’ve taken but the Pats just weren’t going to give away.
And that’s today’s lesson: there’s a nexus between God and sports and cheesesteaks. Philly cheesesteaks. It’s the same lesson that we learn in life day after day and in sports play after play. Give your best and nothing less. And don’t make mistakes. At least not stupid ones. But if you do make a mistake or commit an error or get called for a foul you must overcome it, just like Martin Luther King, Jr. taught us. We shall overcome – not necessarily overnight – but ostensibly overtime.
So come to Philly (you’ll thank me later). Get yourself a real cheesesteak or hoagie and don’t settle for anything less than the best.