Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Players Deflating What it Means to Win #DeflateGate


DEFLATING WHAT IT MEANS TO WIN

 Little Ralphie is the best player in school. Everyone wants him on their team. He always goes out there on the field, conquering fear, nervousness, and gives it his all.  He maneuvers; he stays focused; his aim is fantastic. He brings pride to his district. In fact, he’s so good that if anything endangers his ability to win, he finds a solution to that problem … because he must win … everyone expects him to win … he expects himself to win.

 And there’s genuineness to it.  He wants his team and himself to be the best.  So he seeks modes of comfort during a game.  He says to himself: “Well, I know I’ll be able to throw that ball well but I’ll throw it better if I just make a wee adjustment.” And so, he does the silliest little thing, breaking a wee rule to settle his mind.  And then he says to himself at another game: “Well, I know I’ll be able to outthink that play but just as a backup, I’ll sneak a peek at what my rivals are doing.” So, this phenomenal player, Ralphie, illegally observes some signs … just in case … he’s not good enough.

And there it is … that “just in case” crap that destroys absolutely marvelous players.  Ralphie, my imaginary player, becomes so consumed with doing what he can to win, he not only fails to remember what made him such a marvel before, but the very trait that fans so admired: having the courage it takes to win fair and square.

 … having the courage to not doubt one’s abilities … having the courage to go out there and give the game all you can muster because you believe in yourself.

 Why do we all still remember Mary Lou Rhetton’s perfect 10 score in the 1984 Olympics? It wasn’t just about her being an underdog. It wasn’t just that she was injured and went through the motions. It’s that she believed in herself, despite being at a disadvantage, so much that she fought through that moment of doubt, gave it everything she had, and won it like a champion.  And we loved that moment, not because of her fabulous vault, but because of that charging, determined sprint towards it with her face silently screaming: “Whatever happens, I WILL make it over that barrier.” Does anyone think that the audience and people at home would not have applauded manically if her mark was any less? Who cared? The win made it sweeter, but man, her expression going towards it!  

 Same thing, when runners near the finish line … when footballers race towards the goal. Who cares when they cross the finish or score? It’s nice … but it’s more about that mad dash or the breakaway run that comes before it where we the fans can watch that Eureka moment in an athlete’s eyes shouting “YES, I CAN! I’m gonna do it! I’m gonna do it!”

  The Patriots won the game. They clearly outplayed the Colts. Deflated or properly inflated balls, it seems fair to say they would have won - they’re an awesomely talented team with an awesomely talented Quarterback. What’s sad to me as a fan of sports in general, is that they robbed me of that “I’m gonna conquer my doubt and plow through this!” moment.

 Tom Brady, or whoever did it, gave himself an advantage, a comfort, and the silliest, most unnecessary cop out of what I personally feel is the greatest aspect of all athletics: the courage to win, the courage to be defeated, the courage to step out there “blind” … without a crutch.

 Can you imagine how awful Improv would be if one of the best actors paid an audience member to shout a word that he/she and the team could prepare for beforehand?  Or a singer that lipsynchs? Alllll the same deal.

 It totally defeats the purpose of being live and “in the moment!” And, this sucks, because the Patriots forgot what it means to win.

 So many examples of why this is such a downer.  Well, I’ll still be watching the Superbowl nonetheless … don’t know what’ll happen or how best it would be to penalize the team (keeping of course, in mind, that it is discovered they truly DID cheat – I acknowledge it’s still speculation, but the evidence sounds pretty bad).

 I’ll be thinking of Ralphie … and hoping for a pure, shining game with courageous players that believe in themselves.