Deion Sanders. Dennis Rodman. Barry Bonds. Why can’t these self diluted windbags just shut up and play? Why can’t professional athletes score a touchdown, block a shot or hit a homer without the fist-pumping in-your-face antics usually reserved for playgrounds in junior high? When I played ball in high school my coach would rip us a new one if we were caught hot-dogging it.
Surely sportsmanship still exists (Barry Sanders, Grant Hill, Steve Young) but, alas, it seems to dying on the field. Are we satisfied that our kids worship these clowns? Isn’t it enough that each of these buffoons has the purchasing power of the state of Idaho?
I grew up watching Al Kaline, Gale Sayers and Julius Earving. No small talent pool there. But these guys oozed class. Of course, they didn’t have the lucrative extended contracts, endorsement deals and the like. Could it be the money? IS ANYONE LISTENING?