I have to laugh when I see football players pointing to the sky after they have performed some difficult, crowd-pleasing feat. It seems to me a more meaningful gesture would be to point down.
The celestial sphere is the last place they would find God. In fact it provides some powerful atheistic arguments. One, that we are so insignificant in the universe that we don't warrant a God; and, two, that with all that time and vastness of space, we can evolve by chance so a God (who aids football players) is not needed. Plus, there are many 'religious' fundamentalists who deny the scientific pronouncements on the size and age of the universe. Certainly, they don't want to look more closely at the heavens.
I should think they would prefer the "Lord as my rock" approach. From the second chapter of Timothy, "God's solid foundation stands firm."
As Chesterton might have put it:
Look not to vaulted heaven, you silly ass,
ere you have thanked your God for all the grass.
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Note: Similar to the interpretation of "Blessed are the cheesemakers", he may have been referring to all performance enhancing substances.
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