OK, one thing I have to mention before we get too much further in this blog. In addition to baseball and the Atlanta Braves, I am also a big New Orleans Saints football fan. (I kid my wife that every husband is entitled to one sport and since she likes baseball, my one sport is football. She is a good wife, and smiles and says “Uh-huh” whenever I try that. Like I said, she is a good wife.)
So anyway, I have been a Saints fan since before I knew what football was. It was kind of a requirement of growing up in New Orleans. At that time, there was no other professional sport in New Orleans, so everyone was a Saint’s fan. Archie Manning was my only sports hero when I was growing up. If you know anything about football, you will understand why he was the only one. None of the other players on the Saints were any good. This, of course, led to one of the more popular saying in my family, originally coined by my grandfather, “Them lousy Saints!” The team would often win the games they were supposed to lose, and lose the games they were supposed to win.
So why did this come up now? Well, I watched my first football game of the season today (Philadelphia at Pittsburgh, bleh) and I figured now was the time to say it to prove I wasn’t a band-wagon fan. If you follow football, you know that New Orleans had a breakout year last year and the people who are supposed to know are predicting that this year could be even better. I thought I’d better mention that I was a fan before they do well, or, like my grandpa would expect, choke.
So the Saints start their season on Thursday night against the Indianapolis Colts. The Colts, coming off their Super Bowl win, are led by Peyton Manning, the son of Archie Manning. This is the game many Saints fans were hoping for in last year’s Super Bowl. Unfortunately Chicago, and the cold weather game got in the way. So Thursday night we get to talk about what might have been. If you are anywhere near a Saints fan Thursday, let them have their moment of dreams. Whether the Saints win or lose it will be a great game, and it will be good to get the new season underway.
Halftime Report
OK, so the halftime report just came on for tonight’s game. The topic of the discussion was Michael Vick. I wasn’t paying much attention to what the announcers said. My ears have trouble hearing anything Bob Costas says, besides, I was writing still.
This entire Michael Vick situation has really irritated me whenever I think about it. Before I say anything else, let me be absolutely clear. What Michael Vick did was horrid, atrocious, and wrong. He should indeed be punished for his wrong, and I don’t have a problem with that punishment including jail time, and a ban from football.
Here is where the problem lies. How many sports players commit crimes and are not punished at all, or at least not as harshly. Here is an article that talks about the problems of domestic abuse in the NFL. I was particularly struck by the closing lines of the article:
“There was a time not so long ago when abused women were treated like dogs by professional sports leagues.
“Now, sadly, they are treated worse.”
Then there is the whole drug and steroid 80’s in MLB. I’ll leave the steroids side alone for now. But if you are a pro athlete and you are doing drugs, just check into Betty Ford and you don’t have to worry about any retribution. Can you say Darryl Strawberry? How many times can one guy be in trouble? Sure, Strawberry served time and was suspended from Baseball, but after how many charges/arrests? Took quite a while for them to actually send him to jail, meanwhile, according to an ESPN article about Michael Vick:
“…prosecutors will recommend a sentence of 12 to 18 months.
“The official said such a sentence would be more than what is usually recommended for first-time offenders, reflecting the government’s attempt to show that animal abusers will receive more than a slap on the wrist.”
I don’t even want to get started on the gang-infested waste that is the NBA. Howie Long, in his NFL Hall Of Fame induction speech said:
“…baseball is America’s pastime, but football is truly America’s passion.”
I agree with what Howie said, but I would add (in keeping with the alliteration), “If baseball is America’s pastime, and football is America’s passion, then Basketball, on a professional level at least, should be America’s pariah.
Well, I guess this is a lesson for me in my second blog post ever. A lesson on how quickly a post can change direction. I didn’t intend to go this way, but the Halftime report came on and I couldn’t leave it alone. I’ll grant that Michael Vick needs to be punished. And given the admiration and idolization of pro athletes, I’m not opposed to stiffer and harsher punishments for him. But don’t just stop with him. Carry the same message to all the criminals in all of professional sports.
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