Vengeance is mine, and recompense, for the time when their foot shall slip; for the day of their calamity is at hand, and their doom comes swiftly.

It’s no surprise when a winning pitcher or quarterback gets that center field interview and the journalist/automaton says, “You just won! You did it! Who would you like to thank?” And then, it’s testimony time…

I’d like to thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for making this all possible and allowing me to win.

I’m not a sanctimonious guy, but I went to seminary…and nowhere in all my studies for a thesis or dissertation (yes, Ph.D.), did I read that God takes sides in sporting events. It’s just not his thing.

Sure, he empowers all his people to do good things with the gifts they have been given, but never is he sitting behind the Pearly Gates with St. Peter crouching by the throne of God whispering, “Alright, Almighty. Who ya’ got?”

However, one of the most accomplished pugilists in our era has decided that he will be so divinely favor to whoop up on his opponent that he doesn’t even need to think about the final blow, because Manny Pacquiao told ESPN’s First Take:

“The Lord, my God that I am serving will deliver him into my hands.”

There’s a bold claim for a prize fight in which both fighters stand to walk away with more than $150 million. Pac-Man appears to be doing what it takes to win over viewers, but that shouldn’t be difficult given the fact that everyone has a problem with his opponent.

Shoot, even Keith Olbermann is boycotting the fight because of Money May’s past domestic violence issues. Maybe that’s all the Church needs to say “Amen.” As I learned in seminary, God don’t like ugly.