I'm supposed to write about books, movies, or music today, but since I hardly ever stick to the schedule anyway why should today be different?
I came across something which I would like to share. Perhaps you are already aware of it. It is a news story out of Milwaukee, WI. It is about something that took place during a high school basketball game. Here is the link to the story I read.
For those of you who can't read the link here is what happened.
The Dekalb, IL, boys basketball team went to Milwaukee, WI., to play a basketball game. The game was held up an hour by reason that the mother of one of the Milwaukee players had died that day of cervical cancer. The coach was going to cancel the game, but the boy said he wanted his teammates to play. So the game went on.
In the second quarter the boy who's mother had died came to cheer his teammates on. The game was delayed while many hugs and well-wishes were expressed. Then the coach offered to let the boy sit on the bench and watch. He asked if he could play. This created a problem. According to the rules, that would be a technical foul, and Dekalb would be granted two free throws. The coach didn't care. He put the boy in.
But Dekalb didn't want the free throws. Not for this. So their coach argued with the referees. The referees were in a bad spot. Making exception for rules is not in the rule book. The foul had to be assessed and the free throws taken.
This is what happened according to the news link:
Something else was on Dave Rohlman's (coach of Dekalb) mind when he asked for a volunteer to shoot two free throws awarded his team on a technical foul in the second quarter. His senior captain raised his hand, ready to go to the line as he had many times before.
Only this time it was different.
"You realize you're going to miss them, don't you?" Rohlman said.
Darius McNeal nodded his head. He understood what had to be done.
He went alone to the free throw line, dribbled the ball a couple of times, and looked at the rim. His first attempt went about two feet, bouncing a couple of times as it rolled toward the end line. The second barely left his hand.
It didn't take long for the Milwaukee players to figure out what was going on. They stood and turned toward the DeKalb bench and started applauding the gesture of sportsmanship. Soon, so did everybody in the stands.
This is the way I remember sports being played when I was young. You played to win. Always. You did your best. Except when making statements such as this. At times like this, your best was actually to fail.
For some, perhaps, the gesture was meaningless. If it is for you, then I expect you don't really understand what took place.
In our culture now, and in most cultures where sports heroes reign as gods (such as our own), winning is everything. It doesn't matter how it is done. Take steroids. Ignore the rules. Maim and hurt. Do anything you can to win. Nothing else matters any more in sports. If you are a sports god, you can break civil laws left and right - until your godly powers fade. Then you are tossed away.
This is what is taught at every level of sport in our country. But not everwhere.
What the Dekalb team was saying with their gesture of missed free throws was that this hateful attitude of sports was not part of their game. They understand. A teenage boy and his mother are more important than winning. And that brings tears to my eyes, just knowing that that spirit is still alive at least someplace in this country.
I understand neither team will finish the season with a winning record. And for the winning-conscious, that is all the proof they need that good sportsmanship is a waste of time. If it doesn't help you win, then why do it?
But these boys did win. All of them. On both teams. Coaches, too. And the referees, scorekeeper, and the people who sat in the bleachers watching. They all won.
"They may not remember our record 20 years from now, but they'll remember what happened in that gym that night." Dave Rohlman, head coach of the opposing DeKalb team on what his players will take away from this experience.
6 comments:
That is a great story. I love to see good sportsmanship in action.
I know. That's why I posted it. Stories like this need to be told more than how So-and-so made the big play at game's end to win the championship.
It may not have the exicitment of a big play, but it is far more inspirational. What a pity I had to find it by accident. This should have topped the basketball news around the country.
I hadn't heard about this. Thanks for posting it.
You bet.
I saw this on the news last week and had the same reaction. Sometimes the adults can learn from the kids.
My son played summer basketball last year for the first time. The varsity coach set it up so that it was a program for kids, run by kids. They handled the clock, refereeing and everything. I would sit along the sideline and watch while they played. The sportsmanship was incredible. Some of the better players were making sure weaker players got equal time on the court. I mentioned this to the head coach and he said the summer program never had problems. The winter program (which involved adult coaching) was beset with problems.
Adults have forgotten how to play, I think.
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