We hear the phrase âBorn Too Late,â but for years I felt I had been born too early. When I was growing up in Southern California there were no female sports writers, television commentators or anything we see constantly on TV today. No ESPN with its ubiquitous women anchors and reporters, but oh, how I longed to be the first.
But itâs a different world now and Iâve been given the opportunity to let you know from time to time how THIS woman feels about some of todayâs biggest (and sometimes not so big) sports stories.
While the âcatfishingâ of Manti Teâo may have been of more interest to a lot of women (and it was a fascinating story), I got all excited about hockey season finally getting under way. Never mind that you really canât tell the players without a scorecard on this yearâs Dallas Stars, and try to forget the season is only 48 games long, theyâre still playing hockey again. And for Stars fans to get to watch the great Jaromir Jagr and future superstar Jamie Benn should generate some real excitement. I still havenât quite gotten over Dallas trading away Steve Ott, but Iâm working on forgiveness!
And though itâs a little late, âHow âBout them Cowboys?â I hope the sarcasm isnât dripping on your paper! I usually have an opinion on everything, but I donât even know what to say on this subject. I still have confidence in Tony Romo but I think Jerry Jones may need to get himself a new GM. Donât hold your breath though, the manâs ego knows no bounds.
Speaking of ego, maybe everything really IS bigger in Texas, because another Lone Star icon went from hero to villain, too. Done in by his evident feeling of invincibility, Lance Armstrong finally admitted to doping during all of his Tour de France wins. Not only had he denied it for over a decade, but had ruined the careers and lives of people who knew the truth and had the temerity to speak it.
Todayâs athletes often say theyâre not a role model for kids. But even if thatâs true, does it excuse them from the responsibility all parents have to teach their own children honor and integrity? Guess Lance forgot that in his âyellow-jersey-at-any-costâ pursuit.
But to go from the ridiculous to the sublime, the Los Angeles Dodgers honored long-time broadcaster, Vin Scully, a couple months ago on the occasion of his 85th birthday. I had the pleasure of meeting him when I was just a teenager, and if thereâs a kinder, more gentlemanly man in the business I donât know who it would be. I learned more from listening to him as a kid than I did from any English teacher. And the man can still call a game better than anyone. I think itâs safe to say he is universally loved and admired. Though Iâm still a few years younger than Vinnie, I want to stay as relevant as he has.
Maybe this would be a good place to end this first missive. Men, women, all of us, need to believe that good guys can finish first. After all, a wise man once said do ânot be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap.â
That also applies to sports.