Re-turn to Re: Intro, De-ductions, regarding OUR Timed, Spaced...Out!

Timed, Out: By now, regard-less of what time of day, month, even so early in the "brand spanking new" year (see January 1st for explanation, implications)...especially in the context of goal setting or, more apropos to the "field of play" (as in football field), where the team of interest was attempting to literally move the ball, aka "pigskin"😕 uni-directionally, which sometimes meant going more in a zig-zag rather than more of a 'straightforward' approach to their deduced game plan...As re-flected by the announcer: "apparently, they've decided...I don't get it but someone up in the press box must be seeing something that they can capitalize on"...signaling into the headset of the coach on the sideline who in turn has a 'signaler' who hand gestures so as to not 'telegraph' it to the other team, which could in a few ways get "intercepted!" -- and then gets translated by the quarterback who is the "on-the-field" play-caller, whether or not he decides to call a huddle and, whether or not, upon lining up, does not like what he sees and. perhaps against the best judgement of all those above him in rank and position (literally, as in way up high), calls what's called an 'audible' -- a bit of trickery where the signal caller, at the very last moment, after the linemen have memorized the countdown sequence, has to now incorporate a slightly different algorithm, which not only results in the ball being hiked at a slightly different cadence, but also may send them, themselves in the opposite direction (literally) of what the original play intended. All the while, the so-called "defense" who are scheming to screw up the "offensive" plans, have their own analysts on, off the field, even those of us at home, the so-called "arm chair" experts (the definition of which allows us to be experts without ever even participated in "one down"😉😁). All this while the crowd of on-lookers are trying themselves to discern, deduce, and then after the play is finally over, re-analyze...as in "what the hell just happened down there?!" All this in the 'space' of seconds, the precious ones that I witnessed the other day, ticking down...as "My team!" was running out of time, while trying to come from behind..."march down the field" (curious term, eh? as it's really only the marching bands that march, whereas the style of running, zigzagging, looks like anything but, with the exception of those times when the announcers characterize it as "high-stepping"). As I, along with the millions of on-lookers screamed to no avail, in an attempt to get the coach, whose authority allows him to call, at the most strategic times...

"TIME OUT!" Probably, from my armchair (actually, by this time, I was standing up, stomping...) "you dimwit...dunce...can't you see the clock's running out...?!) If the game was deemed "out of reach" we may also find fans, especially of the "losers!" running out of the exits in order to beat the traffic. So many games within the game. On the field, in the comfort of our own homes, where we can easily change the channel if the score is not going our way, or even putting the game on "pause" when the time is running out. Or when we would, if we could, reverse the whole thing, back to that critical moment, when the coach we were yelling at in a vain attempt to get him to hear, let alone listen...If this sounds familiar, it's because of the YOU-niversal appeal (different than when a coach is appealing a play, after, with the officials). Here, as in our own homes, perhaps in the comfort of your own bedroom, a place where you have been sent, along with a "few choice words" 😡 to "pause...reflect...take a time out"😞😢. Some of which were imposed by authorities, the numbers of which only increased as we progressed through this game called "LIFE" (the game itself seems patterned after, complete with "rules of engagement")...some of which were actually selfie-imposed, as in adolescents, who seem to re-discover, uncover the secrets, re-appreciate the solace ("Will ya' just leave alone?!"), which their parents then, in a counter-maneuver, may remove their door, to take away their privacy...sort of taking away precious commodity of time and space...which takes me back to the "moment at hand", as in game time decisions, when the clock is running down, when the coach appeals to the official, to "call time!" which is signaled to the all-important "time-keeper" by a 'show of hands' accompanied by a shrill whistle...which could, after a play is reviewed as in "instant replay" (which is anything but) even result in a 'reversal of fortunes', where the "on-the-field official" who instructs the time-keeper, who has ultimate control of the "game clock"😁 to..."put three seconds back up" If only...in our own lives, we could have this kind of control, brilliant ability to anticipate when precious time is running out, when we are only allotted so many "time-outs" (3 per half😕😕)..."Make good choices!" so you won't regret using them nor having some left over when you should've...

So little time, space...running out: Out-ages, next.