Many people would consider their MVP from the South Carolina State game to be Uriel Hernandez for kicking four field goals or Delwaun Beard for his dramatic field goal block that preserved a 12-9 Bethune-Cookman victory.

Mine was my defibrillator.

The stat report provided me that at 8:10 p.m. on October 14 with what's left of my broken heart zooming at a pulse rate of 226 with the rhythm of an Insane Clown Posse ballad, that wonderful little piece of Obamacare provided medical technology performed the cardio version of a control-alt-delete. Once the, uh, shock, wore off, I felt great.  Really! I'm fine! Who WANTS to go to an ER? Just get me an Ibuprofin!

This paragraph absolves Terry Sims and the Wildcats of all responsibility, even though 19 penalties, no offensive touchdowns and TWO game ending field goal blocks would be enough to cause a heart attack. It actually did, according to the stat report that showed a pulse surge at the exact same moment we blocked the FIRST field goal.

And this paragraph is both an apology and an appreciation to those after I A) howled like a banshee and B) Dropped like a brick, rushed to my assistance with the speed and grace of Manchester City on the counter attack. Also in the gratitude paragraph is my cardiologist, Dr. Barton Sickinger, his pacemaker techs Tracy Cromwell and Tyrone Bolden and even the folks at St. Jude, the defibrillator manufacturer. Now, all I'm asking is that the next upgrade include some tech that allows me to be a walking wi-fi hot spot …..   

Nothing more than a textbook cardiac correcting episode, right? A lot more now, once the -- let's use that phrase again -- shock wore off .

Here comes the paragraph about this being a sports column at a faith based institution and me dropping some Old Testament. Amos 4:12: Therefore thus will I do to you, O Israel: and because I will do this to you, prepare to meet your God, O Israel.

Why that verse? Well, one of the byproducts of 730 volts of electricity whisking through your system is the creation of an electromagnetic flash. In addition to a cardio system reset, the shockee also gets to see something akin to a bolt of lightning. Or…a bright light.

No, not THE BRIGHT LIGHT. "A" bright light. Hard to differentiate in the moment, though. Trust me.

OK, quick check! Did North Korea nuke us? No? Is Tom Petty performing a sound check with Clarence Clemons and Earth, Wind and Fire's Maurice White? (Editor's Note: Yeah, he's embellishing, but he always has to include one Bruce Springsteen and one Old School R&B reference. Just go with it.) Is my soul still stuck in this physical body that currently hurts like a &^%$@@??? YES? I'M GOOD! WHERE THE HECK IS THAT IBUPROFIN?!?!

The justification of why I'm able to remain joyous through anything that includes the words "Trump Administration" is that seeing Leicester City win the Premier League, the Cleveland Cavaliers winning an NBA championship, the Chicago Cubs a World Series and us beating the Florida Gators had me totally ready to meet our Elder Brother.

Not. Even. Close.

Being totally prepared means being able to cross over at a moment's notice. It can and has happened to anyone. Hank Gaithers. Dale Earnhardt, Sr. Our own Juan Varon. Our colleague at USF, Mike Radomski, just lost his life in a car accident. He sent us an e-mail mere hours before. Gut punch.

Since out of the mouth of two or three witnesses shall every word be established, this textbook cardiac correcting episode/quasi spiritual experience was shared with some ordained colleagues. Love it when different denominations are in accord – being truly prepared is a full-time state of mind. In order to keep your house in order, you have to be all in all the time. It's not like a hurricane when you get an evacuation notice and round the clock local television coverage. Twinkling of an eye stuff.

So, among other things, now you know why you won't be able to reach me for a few hours on Sundays any more. No, not that -- the Dolphins are awful. With all that's going on in the world, maybe it's time for all us to be, uh, jolted into seeing things in a different light.

At the least, you'll be ready to handle your football team winning games decided on a last-play field goal attempt or some other game-ending drama. Never know when that's going to happen again.