Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts

Thursday, June 23, 2016

WOULD JESUS HAD GONE TO THE CLEVELAND CAVS PARADE?

If someone asks the question, “Where you at ‘the parade’” and you live in northeast Ohio, you know exactly about which parade is being spoken.  Yes, outrageous amounts of people were converging on Cleveland to heap thanks and praise on the Cavs and in general being happy that we have something to be happy about in local sports and in our self esteem in general.  I will admit to getting swept up in things myself and was unexpectedly excited about the whole to do, even to feeling compelled to ring the steeple bells.

Of course, it is on everybody’s mind and preachers of all stripes are using the event to further the kingdom.  Some use it positively and others use it as a point of shame.  “Jesus shows up every weekend at Church, where are the crowds for him?”

Eh.  You know what, they were there when he entered Jerusalem on a donkey right?  And further, by an large we DO show up every Sunday.  That 1.3 million people in downtown Cleveland on Wednesday?  What SLIVER of them had ever shown up to an actual game?  How many of them didn’t watch a game until it became clear that there was a possibility for a win here?  If people turned out for Mass the way they did for this event, we would be very, very sad.  It is like everybody is Catholic when the pope is in town and then a week later the pews they suddenly occupied are empty again.


Here is the difference.  Basketball was invented only 125 years ago.  It is not even as old as the city of Akron.  The first professional basketball game was played in 1896.  The Cavaliers began in 1970, a mere 46 years ago.  As far as sports go, it is a relatively recent phenomenon which has every indication of continuing on for some time but things change.  It could die out like so many other sports in another 100 years.  

What makes this win something to me is LeBron.  He grew up in my town, went to school down the street, and came back to play basketball here and does an incredible amount of charity in the area.  He is an Akronite, raised on Lake Erie water and Midwest corn.  He is not a player who happens to show up here because we pay him and who will be gone after the money runs out.

And what we witnessed was not just a bunch of guys winning a ball game, but what a highly trained human person is capable of achieving when they put their minds, bodies, and souls into it.  It is truly something beautiful and inspiring to watch.  Hopefully it will motivate some people off of the couch or to achieve greatness in other ways.  “Fellow humans, we can accomplish such things as this.”


Would Jesus have gone to the parade with His disciples?  Maybe.  Who knows?  There were no professional basketball teams then to watch going to the championship.  But if there was, I bet He would be amused by the whole thing, he would still make sure they stopped and prayed, and He would keep it in perspective.  2000 years from now nobody may even know what a cavalier or a basketball is.  Nobody will gather every weekend to celebrate the athletic salvation of a city.  King James will once again refer to a particular translation of the Bible.  But today we celebrate human achievement and that it occurred with somewhat of an attachment to this area like a vision of the Virgin Mary on an overpass bridge - that is, we really don’t have any control over it, but we celebrate it because it happened here and we claim in as our own.  Then on Sunday, we will wake up, say our prayers, go to Mass, and celebrate something that is both universal and local, something that happens in time as well as in the eternal now, an action in which we actually participate and become part of, and that will still have immediate relevance next year even as basketball changes seasons and teams, when titles become history and we start asking again, “But what have you done lately?”

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

WHAT IS THE POINT OF THE "GAME"?

When your parents told you, “You are not wearing THAT to (Mass, school, the party, court,) it wasn’t that they were trying to stifle your creativity or diminish your being, it was because they understood that our presence among other human beings is not all about you.  How you dress also says something about what you think about other people.  

So you go to a job interview.  I WILL GRANT YOU that the possible future boss should only see the interviewee for his talents and capabilities.  That, in a perfect world, if he came to the interview for a sales position in ratty sneakers, a concert T-shirt, and mussed hair it shouldn’t matter.  It is the person who matters.

But it does.  And the message cuts both ways.  In a perfect world, we would also all respect each other.

The message the person in this scenario is putting forth is “You and your job are really not all that important to me.  I may not be all that reliable and I may not respect you all that much.”  It is for similar reasons that a suspected murderer on trial is dressed up in the most conventional of clothing - a dress shirt, tie, and dress shoes.  It (attempts) to scream, “I respect these proceedings, I respect the judge and jury, I am taking this seriously, and see how respectable I look.”

It isn’t all about the person wearing the clothes, it is also about what that person is saying  about the people around him or her.

It is for similar reasons I am disappointed in Cam Newton.  I understand that he is extremely disappointed and heartbroken.  I understand his emotions perhaps got the best of him.  But if I was his Dad, we would be having a “Come to Jesus” talk.

“Show me a good loser and I’ll show you a loser.”  Well, there is an obvious truth to his statement.  But show me a sore loser and I’ll show you someone who should be sent to bed without his supper.  Men have lost WARS AND NATIONS with more dignity than Mr. Newton.  This was a football game.  If we lose the idea that these men are there for than to play a game, if we give up on the idea that they are also there to set an example, to show us why we should be promoting sports in our schools and among our youth, if we throwout with increasingly greater ease the ideals of sportsmanship, gentlemanliness, honor, dignity, and care about “the other,” then stop the game.  It has gone on too long and we have forgotten why we started “playing” in the first place.  It isn’t all about the football players.  It is about those for whom they play too.

Compare that to this letter from the St. Ambrose basketball coach that describes an incident that happened with our seventh grade boy’s basketball team.


To the Players, Parents, Parish, and community of St. Sebastian,

Yesterday the St. Ambrose boys basketball team played your young men in a hard fought and well contested game. During the contest, one of St. Ambrose's players fell to the ground. ALL FIVE of your players walked to the aid of my player to help him up. Your young men lived the prayers recited before and after each game. By their example they taught my team and the entire gym how to "teach our faith to others by our actions".

These young men deserve to be commended for their strength and courage to "finish the race". Playing with only five players due to injury and illness, they competed to the very end. They played fair and strong through all four quarters. Again your team lived our prayer by "playing fair" and taking on the "challenge" of this game.

To your players and Coach, I want to thank you for teaching myself, my team, and my community the lessons we repeat before and after each game. With strong, courageous, and faithful young men on your team, I am positive the future is bright at St. Sebastian. Please thank your team, your parents, and your community for teaching our Catholic faith to these young men. You are all doing a great job as evidenced by them.

Gratefully,
Craig Tobias
St. Ambrose 7th grade boys basketball


Compare that to one of Mr. Newton’s comments excusing his behavior: “If I offended anybody that’s cool, but I know who I am and I’m not abut to conform nor bend for anybody’s expectations because yours or anybody’s expectations would never exceed mine.”  That would be disappointingly unacceptable even for a 7th grade boy.