In September of 2012, Parade Magazine
published an article about Christians in football. The article discusses a collision between
Sylvester Stamps, a running back for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers, and Mike
Singletary, a notoriously hard hitting linebacker for the Chicago Bears.
The hit left Stamps crumpled on the
field, and Singletary searching his soul.
“What I am doing?” the article quotes him as thinking. “There’s something wrong with this.”
“Lord, I love you so much,” Singletary
prays, “and I’m out here hurting people.”
However, after wrestling with whether
he wanted to leave the game, Singletary decides in a breathtaking display of
illogicality that he ought to continue to play football because God gave him a
gift to play the game. Consequently, he
would try to “play as hard as [he] could to honor the Lord.”
Mike.
If there is something wrong with
football, the solution isn’t to play football harder. If a murderer realizes that murder is wrong,
he shouldn’t decide to continue murdering because God made him awfully sharp
with a knife.
This sort of breathtaking, perfectly
illogical rationalization allows Christians throughout the country to continue
a sinful, injurious pursuit. Some of
them have left competitors with serious, lifelong injuries. Some have shortened someone’s life by
years. Some have killed.
And for what?
* * * *
Let’s be honest: the real reason so
many men participate in football is to remind themselves that they’re men. In an increasingly egalitarian world, there
are fewer and fewer spheres which belong exclusively to men.
To a certain type of man, this causes great
consternation, and this consternation begets overcompensation. These men will start to find amusingly deep,
gravelly voices on pick-up truck commercials particularly persuasive, and will
more strongly support just about any war you’d like to wage, just to prove that
they’re men. This isn’t a joke: it was
confirmed by a study at Cornell
University about male
responses to perceived threats to their masculinity.
To another type of man, one who
doesn’t need to be reminded of his masculinity despite living in a coed world,
the typical response to egalitarianism is more apathetic. They shrug.
These men don’t need ostentatious displays of maleness; if they want to
be reminded of their gender, they look in the mirror after getting out of the
shower.
As formerly all-male spheres become
less and less segregated, however, all those unconfident and overcompensating
males gravitate away from normal sports like baseball, basketball, and track
and field, toward Ultimate Fighting Championships, demolition derbies, and,
yes, football.
Now, it’s not incidental that all
these “hypermasculine” sports are moronic.
The competitive drive, in many circumstances, can be edifying both for
the individual and for society. Our
market economy, despite whatever critiques you may have of it, has driven a
rapidly-improving standard of living for decades. Striving for and reaching a difficult
competitive goal can be incredibly memorably rewarding. But if you exaggerate anything hard enough,
it becomes ridiculous. Football is a perfect
example of this ridiculous exaggeration.
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