“Who died and left you king?”
It was an expression my dad used a great deal when, as a young person in the last Century – hey, wait a minute; most of us were young people in the last Century – I’d done something bad. Usually, he said it when I had been inconsiderate of others, their feelings or their physical well-being. It was also generally followed by some kind of punishment, the kind you’re probably better off not knowing. Dad didn’t believe in that ‘spare the rod,’ nonsense. Even after I was married, Dad was apt to use the expression; however, I was now a bit large for punishment; the words were punishment enough.
Today, it seems to me that caring about the feelings of others or about their physical well-being is about as out of vogue as a good swat on the backside. I don’t know about you, but one incident left me appalled. I’m speaking of the episode with the Pittsburgh Pirate baseball player who thought it would be fun to hit one of the Milwaukee Brewers “racing sausages” over the head with a baseball bat. He hit her with a baseball bat, folks. Swing! Wham! Hit! Down she goes. Oh, but she says it’s okay because she wasn’t really hurt. The Milwaukee Police must feel it’s okay because, although they arrested him, they certainly let him off the hook in one hell of a hurry. The judiciary must feel that he did nothing wrong; after all, he did pay a fine of $432. The young lady went on national television and had her 15 minutes of fame, sounding like a Valley Girl who’d already taken one too many shots to the head. Oh, and the baseball player? Well, yes, he did apologize and said he’d think twice next time. You are kidding, right? Next time? What next time? There shouldn’t have been a first time and this idiot is already talking about “next time?” What does that mean? Is it that next time he’ll make certain no one’s around to see him assault another person?
Am I overreacting to this incident? Yes, probably. However, when I see the episode reenacted as a joke on the Espy Awards show, I get the feeling that the message did not get through to these ‘professional’ athletes and their friends. Who died and left them kings? What message are we sending to the kids who idolize these overpaid, whining jocks? Is it that, “It’s okay to assault someone…even you only mean to do it in fun?” Assault is assault is assault, folks, whether it’s Pittsburgh Pirate first baseman, Randall Simon, lying in wait for “Guido, the Italian sausage,” or some joker making light of the fact on national television. If you or I had done it, even had it been with a Whiffle bat, we’d probably be sitting behind bars or be a heck of a lot poorer than $432. Of course, we’re not professional athletes; you know, the role models whose behavior our children are encouraged to emulate.
Spring training is designed to get professional baseball players back to that finely honed performance level. The same is true of the grueling summer training programs for pro football players and the early season workout schedules for all of the other professional athletes. Perhaps some of that training should involve proper human behavior, good manners, and what constitutes unacceptable behavior.
This episode occurred before Michael Vick was convicted of dog fighting at his palatial estate or before Tiger decided to become champion on another circuit; even before Lebron James proved his greed and blamed it on “wanting a championship ring.” Lebron, you will never be a champion, no matter how many rings you may wear. Perhaps “chumpion” would be a better word if even the dictionary has yet to accept it.
It’s unfortunate that hardly a week goes by without some big name professional athlete making headlines for doing something that is foolish, stupid, or criminal. Too many of them are like spoiled children who should have been taken to the woodshed many, many years ago. Please don’t get me wrong. There are professional athletes who do a tremendous amount of good for their communities. Look at the Cleveland Brown lineman who helped avert a potential accident by following a drunk driver until he pulled over. Look at the number of athletes who have their own charitable foundations. Look at the charity events that so many sponsor or attend to draw larger crowds Every professional team has a charitable arm or a private foundation to support activities in their local area. The Red Sox, for example, are synonymous with the Jimmy Fund and the Dana Farber Cancer Institute, while the Bruins, Celtics, Patriots, Revolution, and Breakers devote their efforts to different charities. Unfortunately, these activities don’t draw press coverage; they’re the good things that are being done, but it’s only when a professional athlete goes “off the reservation” that he or she makes news.
Charitable giving aside, demeanor is the watchword of the day. No, wait a minute, maybe the word of the day should be, “think.” Professional athlete or not, thinking before acting makes a whole pile of sense. It can also keep us out of a whole pile of trouble. Remember, no one died and left us king.