Here are some questions to ponder about the larger societal context–the petri dish in which all this squirms:
(1) In an age when physical strength and prowess is completely unnecessary to the making of an upscale living (we’re pretty much all pixel-pushers now), WHY does “sport” occupy a plane of social importance unseen since ancient Sparta? Why do we pour unholy amounts of money into “winning” absolutely nothing useful at any cost?
(2) Who kicked a ball into whose goal, who struck out, who had a rail in what obscure class at some obscure show, all these are things that (a) produce no result in the real world whatsoever beyond momentary advertising revenue and (b) won’t be remembered 3 days from now except by paid statisticians and obsessed fanatics (derivation of “fan”). Why do we place more value on utterly useless striving after contrived, arbitrary and ultimately pointless “goals” than we do the intellectual and social capital that actually moves the human race’s progress forward? I don’t see patent applications occupying 30 pages of the daily paper like “sports” does.
(3) If “sport” is thought to be a societal good for “building character,” etc., why have we allowed it to be corrupted by money to the point where its participants get a “pass” on anti-social behavior that in any other context would get one instantly fired? Not only the pervy coaches, but how about football players whose domestic violence, weapons charges, larcenies, etc. are winked at and the story quickly killed in the press?
(4) Why do we hold such people up as “role models” for youth when in fact their morals are nonexistent, their methods beyond questionable, their reputations dubious, their substance abuse public knowledge, and the entire point of what they do completely irrelevant outside their tiny-little-bubble “sport” enclaves? Why are they “important?”
(5) Why do we put our kids through this crucible to begin with? Just imagine if we spent the time and money supporting cutting-edge academics (STEM) that we pour into school and college “athletic” programs. And BTW, you only hear about the successes, never the lifetime of crippling pain for many, that those mills produce. Maybe we’ve reached an age where all this has jumped the shark, eh?
Maybe we just ought to let kids be kids, and have low-key fun playing with ponies . . .