We all know I don’t have a lot of “fan” in me, it’s hard to imagine the passion any one sports team could evoke because I’d rather cheer for the game than the result.
To all you pucks fans out there who sat through that thing last night, total condolences.
But here’s a question:
Lot of people are tossing around the “choke” word today – headline writers, columnists, talking heads, fans on the street – but was it a choke job? Or was it a stirring comeback?
Yes, it does depend on your perspective to a large degree – not sure anyone in Boston is talking “choke” while they laud the Bruins – but that late comeback can at least at some level be seen as a credit to the winners as it was a failure of the losers, no?
But the night, despite the result, was an excruciating example of why we love sports, wasn’t it?
Incredible highs. Unimaginable lows. An emotional ride that some may never experience again.
When we give our hearts to a franchise – and I’m going on what I know to be true from the experiences of others, not from anything I feel specifically these days – we give it completely and that can be a dangerous thing at times, it sets everyone up for abject disappointment far too often.
Let me ask this to those who were shattered by the turn of events last night?
We always hear that all losses are just losses, that it doesn’t matter if you lose by 20 or you lose by one; the end result is the same.
I get the feeling not many of you would agree with that today, that having hearts ripped apart like in the last 90 seconds of the third period and six minutes of overtime was far worse than losing, say, 5-1 and knowing the end result with a period and a half to go.
But it’s kind of what fans sign up for, isn’t it?
You will revel in the good times, despair in the bad; it’s the investment you make when you become so attached to a uniform and the men and women who wear it.
I imagine in the good times it’s fun and exhilarating; I would think today it’s not so much. But I admire fans, admire their passion, admire the way the “give” themselves to a team.
And today I feel bad for them.
Okay, sad news that Dr. Joyce Brothers passed away yesterday and she was an accomplished psychologist who furthered that field tremendously.
But who among us, when we heard of her passing, didn’t immediately think of The Gong Show?
Yeah, I watched waaaaaaay too much crappy TV back in the day.
(And I’m not even going to mention the year I played The Unknown Comic on a float in the Niagara Falls Blossom Festival Parade).
But that was entertainment, no?
Catching up with some old stuff I mentioned near the end of the Raptors season, I see from my friends at Raptors media relationships that DeMar DeRozan and his fiancée Kiara are proud parents.
Well done, and congrats.
(Yes, we try to keep up with all the inane stuff we do here)
Long rant, sort of. Pardon the digression:
Remember a couple of months ago when we went over a little list that Griff and Gumby and I came up while on stools one night in Phoenix?
It was the “Coolest Canadians” and it was kind of fun.
We forgot Leonard Cohen and a couple of others we were gently reminded of eventually but the whole indefinable notion of “cool” made it interesting.
(I’ll reiterate: Cool is not necessarily famous, cool is not necessarily accomplished, cool is not necessarily rich. Cool is cool and you just know it when you see it.)
Anyway, we had Chris Hadfield on that list and now that Canada’s most famous astronaut is back on earth, he might have leapt to the top of the list.
If you hadn’t been paying attention to him, you missed out entirely. He did incredible things in his five months up there to advance science and to educate the world. Taught us how astronauts wash and drink water and exercise in space; the pictures of Earth he sent back every day were breathtaking, he became a rock star.
Almost literally since this was one of his last transmissions from space.
Now, I was a bit of a space geek back in the day of the Apollo missions and the Gemini program and remember doing a presentation in front of the class one time on how space ships “docked” while orbiting the earth.
When Neil Armstrong walked on the moon I – like millions of others – was glued to the TV.
My point with this dithering?
My point is that in this day an age we pay far too much attention to people who make no true significant contribution; we listen to what singers and actors and entertainers say like it matters.
I don’t toss around the word “hero” very often so I’m not going to go there but Chris Hadfield is someone everyone should have been paying attention to the last five months or so. He had contributions to make in the scientific world and made it easy for run-of-the-mill Canadians – and run-of-the-mill citizens of the world – to learn and have fun doing it.
Not sure what they’ll do for him when he’s finally back home and normal but when whatever level of government honours him, you all need to pay attention.
And, yeah, he’s cool. The definition of cool.
Welcome home, Commander. And thanks, I hope more than few youngsters around the country and the world take heed of what you’ve done and taught them.