Well Sunday is the big game. 

Yes, I’m talking about the Super Bowl.

I am sure Patriots and Rams fans are gearing up for the day, while on the other hand, Saints fans may be taking a break from watching football.

I really wouldn’t blame them for not wanting to tune-in.

Certainly, the play call, or should I say lack of a play call, by the referees interfered with the possible outcome of the game.

If I were an ardent fan, I know I would be up in arms because after watching the rerun of the play on a news broadcast the following day, even little ole me, who knows very little about the game of football, could see not only was there pass interference, but also helmet-to-helmet contact.

Truly, the Saints football team was wronged by a mistake made by the officials.

And according to the rules of the game, there is pretty much nothing they can do about it.

Oh, the frustration of not having control, especially when you may be clearly in the right.

Incidents like this just make you want to retaliate on all levels.

Maybe a lawsuit is a good response.  Maybe, a plethora of fan purchased billboards all near the Super Bowl location will address their anger.

I am not sure how far these fans need to go, but I do know that this incident has caused me to reflect on some of the things in my life where I feel like I was wronged.

Truly, I know how these people are feeling.

Your insides just boil with anger, and you constantly replay the event or events over and over in your head.

I imagine how I could get back at whomever did me wrong, and then I envision scenarios of how good I would feel afterwards.

Most of the time, I don’t follow through with any of these antics.

Reason, thankfully, takes over, and I consider the consequences that could come from my actions.

And sadly for me, even though I know I am doing the right thing by not reacting, it is, on most occasions, a hard pill for me to swallow.

And let me just add, when you have lived as long as I have, had four children and now work in a field where your work is on display for all to criticize, I have swallowed a lot of proverbial pills.

This is not healthy, people. Anger and frustration can kill you or at the very least make you not too fun to be around.

Just ask a few of my family members after I feel like I have been aggrieved. I am not a very nice person to be around and, for sure, having a conversation with me is not fun.

I am the queen when it comes to harping on something for days — weeks — ok, for months!

So when it comes to a situation where a missed call may have caused a team to be eliminated from the biggest game of the year, I have no words of wisdom.

Life is not always fair, and sometimes you just have to live through it and believe that somewhere down the line something positive will come from it.

There’s always next year.

Terri Cowart Frazier is a staff writer at The Vicksburg Post. Readers are invited to submit their opinions for publication.