Oh yes! When I was a kid, (18-19), we were in a congregation, where it was considered OK to play tackle football, (many regard this as taboo, btw). We would get together almost every Sunday afternoon, in the fall and winter and play into the evening. Elders, servants, thier sons, you name it. This went on just fine for about two years. After a while, brothers from two neighboring congs that we associated with joined in, everything still OK though.
I showed up early for a game one Sunday, now keep in mind, I wasn't Mr. popularity in the circuit, so pretty much, I just assumed that this would be like any other Sunday. About 30 mins later, about 30-40 brothers show up from about every congregation in North Jersey. As you can imagine, this got out of control in short order. Violent hits, fights, the worst language I heard almost anywhere, etc. I left, along with a few others after only about another 15-30 mins. of this. After that game, I decided things were getting a bit too crazy, and didn't play anymore. Also keep in mind, I wasn't Mr. athletic either, so this type of competition wasn't my bag, as anyone who knew me, knew as much.
About a month passes. Myself, along with 1 or two other brothers gets asked by the elders for a back room session. What??? Why??? I really had no idea what this could be for, but the look on the elders' faces showed they meant business. We sit down, they start by going over scriptures how Jehovah hates violence, blah, blah, blah. OK, so WHAT is this about??? "There was a football game", and "your name came up on the list", What LIST??? To make a long story short, some brother who was at the game, (one of the 40 that I didn't even know), broke his collar bone. Well, the kicker is, this brother evidently was told by his father, (an elder in another cong.), explicity, NOT to go to this game. Daddy was noone to happy when his son showed up in th ER. Daddy is pissed. Instead of merely disciplining his SON for disobeying, he decides to write the society! He askes for names and congregations of the brothers at the game, (a VERY incomplete list, mind you!). The society in turn, sends letters to the three congs, (Verona, Gilette, and E.Passaic, NJ), where the "core" brothers that played attended. Somehow MY name was on that list, along with, I believe two others, THAT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE TROUBLE MAKING. The real instigators, (elders' sons, go figure), got away scott free any we became the scapegoats! Just telling this story almost 15 years later pisses me off. This became THE reason for not getting appointed an MS, at the time, btw.
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