Recently it was reported that former Penn State football coach Joe Paterno was recovering from a treatable form of lung cancer. This is the most recent in a string of health problems for the 85 year old Paterno and caps off arguably the most tumultous year any man can have.
Let me first say this. I love Joe Paterno. I am a huge Joe Paterno fan. Joe Pa. This is no small thing as he coached a team that is in the same conference as my beloved Ohio State Buckeyes. Die-hard sports fan realize the cardinal sin of routing for teams in the same division, yet I could not help being a Joe Paterno fan.
For me, and undoubtedly many, Joe Paterno represented the greatest thing about sports and being a fan; consistency. The man coached for over 46 years, that's twice as long as I've been alive. That's longer than my parents marriage and almost longer than my parent's age. Many athletes and coaches hope to become synonymous with a program, Joe Paterno IS the program. Joe Paterno IS Penn State football, and arguably Penn State. Even people who weren't sports fans new and respected Joe Paterno for what his career represented. In a world where most of us scrap to get by and we live on a whim as to how we tackle the next hurdle that awaits us, it's comforting when you have something consistent in your life. That’s why we seek out things that are stable and secure. We want stable relationships with a partner, stable jobs that lead to life long careers, a faith with strong rooted principles and traditions that be used to guide our lives.
It is hard to find anything more consistent than a sports team. They wear the same uniforms, play in the same location and play a set schedule. There are rules in place to insure that fairness and justice occurs. Clear outcomes are achieved. There is structure, something that many of us desperately seek in our own lives.
It is because of this consistency and structure that has put fans and spectator's in a perplexing conundrum as they are being required to pass judgment on the admired Paterno due to the recent sex scandal that has rocked Penn State for the past 5 months. It is almost unfathomable that a man who represented consistency and regularity for so long would now cause people to have to face hard questions about right and wrong, when for 46 years he seemed to represent everything that was right, which was too much to swallow for many.
So in that context it is understandable to see how people could make excuses for the inexcusable, as ultimately Paterno was complacent as he had knowledge that horrible and tragic things occurred under his watch as Jerry Sandusky raped and abused a countless number of young boys. It is in that context you can understand the deafening boos in the press conference as it was announced that Paterno had been fired, and you can understand the violent riot that students led in Happy Valley. They didn't only lose a coach, they lost one of the most consistent things in their lives, and that cannot be miscounted.
I was sad when I watched Paterno let go. I wanted to see ol' Joe Pa go out on his own terms, which was probably death. I honestly expected to have a wife and kids before Joe Paterno quit coaching, yet the unthinkable happened and the Joe Paterno Era came to a sad close. In a world where politicians can't fulfill promises, job security is as flimsy as paper and religious leaders prey on their congregation, it was nice to have what we thought was a rare beacon of right. Yet all good things must come to an end, it was just unfortunate that this had such a tragic one.
Let me first say this. I love Joe Paterno. I am a huge Joe Paterno fan. Joe Pa. This is no small thing as he coached a team that is in the same conference as my beloved Ohio State Buckeyes. Die-hard sports fan realize the cardinal sin of routing for teams in the same division, yet I could not help being a Joe Paterno fan.
For me, and undoubtedly many, Joe Paterno represented the greatest thing about sports and being a fan; consistency. The man coached for over 46 years, that's twice as long as I've been alive. That's longer than my parents marriage and almost longer than my parent's age. Many athletes and coaches hope to become synonymous with a program, Joe Paterno IS the program. Joe Paterno IS Penn State football, and arguably Penn State. Even people who weren't sports fans new and respected Joe Paterno for what his career represented. In a world where most of us scrap to get by and we live on a whim as to how we tackle the next hurdle that awaits us, it's comforting when you have something consistent in your life. That’s why we seek out things that are stable and secure. We want stable relationships with a partner, stable jobs that lead to life long careers, a faith with strong rooted principles and traditions that be used to guide our lives.
It is hard to find anything more consistent than a sports team. They wear the same uniforms, play in the same location and play a set schedule. There are rules in place to insure that fairness and justice occurs. Clear outcomes are achieved. There is structure, something that many of us desperately seek in our own lives.
It is because of this consistency and structure that has put fans and spectator's in a perplexing conundrum as they are being required to pass judgment on the admired Paterno due to the recent sex scandal that has rocked Penn State for the past 5 months. It is almost unfathomable that a man who represented consistency and regularity for so long would now cause people to have to face hard questions about right and wrong, when for 46 years he seemed to represent everything that was right, which was too much to swallow for many.
So in that context it is understandable to see how people could make excuses for the inexcusable, as ultimately Paterno was complacent as he had knowledge that horrible and tragic things occurred under his watch as Jerry Sandusky raped and abused a countless number of young boys. It is in that context you can understand the deafening boos in the press conference as it was announced that Paterno had been fired, and you can understand the violent riot that students led in Happy Valley. They didn't only lose a coach, they lost one of the most consistent things in their lives, and that cannot be miscounted.
I was sad when I watched Paterno let go. I wanted to see ol' Joe Pa go out on his own terms, which was probably death. I honestly expected to have a wife and kids before Joe Paterno quit coaching, yet the unthinkable happened and the Joe Paterno Era came to a sad close. In a world where politicians can't fulfill promises, job security is as flimsy as paper and religious leaders prey on their congregation, it was nice to have what we thought was a rare beacon of right. Yet all good things must come to an end, it was just unfortunate that this had such a tragic one.