baloney - how can you have a top level meeting without God presiding?
I recall from the forties, my FB team from a podunk town playing a big Catholic school in nearby city. We are out there against these monsters looking at the sidelines lines full of priests and nuns hollering and hooting for their guys. Our coach complained that he had agreed to play eleven at a time. The refs did clear some out, but it was not good. They killed us and broke the leg of our only star player. Such is life!
From what I’ve seen of Denver games, God generally doesn’t take the field until the final 3 minutes of the game.