The Song Of America

So I want to tell you a story about America, about our country. I went to the opening day of a soccer game here in my hometown of San Diego, California, going to see the San Diego Football Club. It was the first game in the history of our club. And there was a lot of hype. It was a completely sold out game. And it was hyped by the local news and is all over the media and social media and whatnot. And it was a big deal because the people of San Diego, we were excited for our new professional team. And because it was such a big event, they had a lot of ceremonial type activities before the game. There were local politicians in attendance, there was ribbon cutting, and there were some dedications, and there was all the pomp and circumstance of a momentous occasion. And finally the players took the field and the crowd was fully engaged. And finally, just prior to the game, it was time for our great American tradition before a sporting event. It was time for the singing of our national anthem. Now, this is a song that often brings tears to my eyes, tears to my eyes as I remember the hundreds of thousands of men and women throughout our history who made the ultimate sacrifice to defend our nation. And of those hundreds of thousands of heroes, some of them were my friends, my brothers that sacrificed their life and died defending our flag and our ideals. So as I thought about those heroes, I wondered who was going to have the solemn and sacred duty of performing the Star Spangled Banner. And as I thought about it, I thought maybe they selected a local celebrity. There's plenty of talented musicians in San Diego who could do this powerful song justice. But then I thought maybe they'd, you know, for the local touch, bring in a proud, distinguished school band or a church choir to belt out the moving song that explains our republic and how our republic started and captures the spirit of our flag and the spirit of our people and also captures the sacrifice of our military. And as I thought about that, I had what seemed like the most obvious choice, the hopeful choice. Choice in my mind was that perhaps they had or they were going to have either the Navy or the Marine Corps banned. Maybe they were going to perform. The Navy and the Marine Corps are deeply rooted in San Diego, and millions of sailors and Marines have deployed from San Diego's shores to face our nation's enemies. And I knew it would be fitting to see our flag honored by active duty troops in uniform. I thought that that would be very fitting. And so I was anticipating what I was actually going to get to see when finally the announcer invited the crowd to stand for the national anthem. And I rose to my feet with 35,000 other people. And then to my surprise, the announcer explained that the national anthem wasn't going to be performed by any one person. It was going to be performed by us, by the crowd. It was going to be a sing along, A sing along for our national anthem. I was shocked and quite frankly, I was disappointed. And I was kind of beside myself because what were they thinking? Here we are, it's opening day. It's a historic moment. And now, look, I'm no Pavarotti or Elvis Presley or Robert plant, But I know how to sing. I've sang in bands since I was a kid. And I know that singing is not easy. In fact, singing is difficult. And it's difficult to stay in tune and difficult to get the right timing and difficult to hit the right notes. And to think that 35,000 people, random people, were going to be able to pull this off. It didn't make sense to me. There's going to be people that would sing too loud. There's going to be people that sing too quiet. There's going to be people that sing too high, people that sing too low. Some people wouldn't sing at all. Many people that would sing would be tone deaf. So to hit the right rhythm and the right pitch and to achieve the proper level of clarity and elegance that this song deserves, I didn't think there was a chance, and I was disappointed. And when the jumbotron began to scroll the words, it looked like I was right for a moment. Because right as people started to sing, as I expected, some people were too high and some people were too low, and some were off pitch and some were off tempo. But in a few bars, in a few chords, the voices started to blend together. And the low voices were balanced by the high ones. And the quiet voices were bolstered by the loud ones. And the out of tune notes were leveled out by people singing perfectly on pitch. And as I sang myself, as I did my part, I heard it. I heard this mass of people from every background. People of every size, every shape, every color, every creed. People with a wide variety of contrasting and conflicting voices. As they sang the sum of their voices, it harmonized and it sounded better than I ever imagined it could. That group of 35,000 individuals singing together was as good as I ever heard that song. Now, it wasn't perfect, but those imperfections gave it soul. They made it human. Every individual doing their share gave our national anthem a unique identity. An identity that wasn't Perfect. But even though it wasn't perfect, it was amazing. Just like our country. We have the voices of so many people. Some quiet, some loud, some rich, some poor, Some left, some right, some center, some angry, some happy, some working hard and some hardly working. Some concerned, some carefree. We're all different. Some people like country, some heavy metal and some soul. Some like hip hop, some hardcore punk, and of course, some rock and roll. That's because we are all individuals and we are all free to sing our tune the way we want. But together, even with those differences, we are more alike than we are not. We are determined. We are tough. We are individualistic. And we're optimistic. We will not be controlled. And we will fight. And we will die, if necessary, for our destiny and for our freedom. You see, we are all American. This is our country. And we are not perfect. And neither is America. We hit some bad notes. Our pitch is sometimes too high and sometimes too low. Our timing is not always perfect and our rhythm is sometimes off. But together, bonded only by the freedom our forefathers fought and died for, we sing an amazing song. And America is absolutely amazing, too. God bless all you Americans Sing loud and sing proud this is the land of the free and the home of the brave have a happy 4th of July and God bless America.