I wanted to be a sportswriter, English teacher and coach.
The more I see of sports journalism today, the more glad I am that a different path presented itself.
First, the term "sports journalism" should rarely be used. Frank DeFord, Rick Reilly, David Feherty and a few others "get it," and understand that the performers they cover play their games at a level that most folks simply can't relate to, and when I say "most" I mean all but one-tenth of one-tenth of one percent of anyone who's ever played whichever game is in question.
Jay Moriarti and others are offering their blogs, quips and shots this morning that Tiger Woods "choked."
I might throw up.
The same dorks say the Buffalo Bills choked. Granted making four consecutive Super Bowls is pretty rarefied air, but some dope who's never been able to run 40-yards, let alone a 40-yard-dash in under 5 seconds thinks he's qualified to call them "chokers." Some just say the Bills' kicker choked. These are the same guys who can't kick their dogs -- but who probably try -- out of frustration for the fact that they are wanna-be's who look for any angle to drag people down to make themselves feel better.
Phil Mickelson is not a choker. Greg Norman is not a choker. Bill Buckner is not a choker. And, while I am not a huge fan of one Eldrick "Tiger" Woods, I can guaran-danged-tee you he did not choke away the 91st PGA Championship yesterday. Y.E. Yang shot the best score of the day. He chipped in from off the green for an eagle. He hit a miraculous shot on 18, and then calmly rolled in the putt for a three-shot win over the world's #1 player. Tiger lost. He didn't choke. Y. E. Yang won. He played better. Tiger is still the #1 player in the world, and the favorite to win the FedEx Cup and any tournament he enters. He just lost once. End of story.
At what point did we lose sight of the fact that sometimes people win because they deserve to? At what point did we start considering sports figures to be some type of Messiahs and find it necessary to pontificate on their every swing, step, throw or tackle as if the world hung in the balance?
At what point did we fall out of touch with the idea that in sports, life and business, that someone wins and someone loses, and that the result doesn't, outside the context of that game or match, make them a winner or a loser?
At what point did we start to teach kids, young athletes in particular, that they're somehow above the rules and that they're entitled to the best of everything -- a condition that I see as an extension of the whole out-of-balance / out-of-context focus from people who report on and write about sports?
And, unfortunately, too many people apply the same flawed thinking to the raising of their kids.
Two University of Wisconsin football players got suspended last week, and their parents are running to the AD, hiring lawyers and trying to force their kids' way back on the team. One of the fathers made some smart-ass remark about "Maybe this is how they do it in Iowa..." (Coach Bielema began his career at Iowa, and still wears a Hawkeye tattoo...). My black-and-gold loyalties made me consider that the dad in question might be an idiot, but what proved the theory to me was the fact that he's throwing a fit to get his kid put back in to an organization that wanted him out, at least for the time being.
Wisconsin's liberal leanings permeate most of the activities in the state. Our 6-year-old played on a baseball team this year where there were no "outs," no score was kept and no matter how far you hit the ball, you could only advance one base. "We don't want the less talented kids to get their feelings hurt," one of the program organizers told me.
That program organizer "choked." The parents of the Badger football players are choking, and if the attorneys take this case, they'll be choking. If athletic staff at UW caves in and forces the team to take back two guys that have been suspended because they didn't do what's expected of everyone else on the team, then they'll be choking, too.
Now, if the two players say, "We screwed up. We'll take our lumps and try to earn our way back on the team," then they start to swing the universe back in to balance. Those guys will grow up a little bit this summer, and they'll be better prepared for the real world. Heck, if they do that, I know of a company that likes to hire people with that kind of maturity, just in case their dads can't sue to get them in to the NFL.
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