The thing about success is that everyone wants it and most envy those that have it. It’s not enough to pat greatness on the back and learn from it, rather to band together with the scores of others feeling jilted by the machinations of life to take enjoyment out of those on the top occasionally having a bad day.
Very few weep for the guy with the $70,000 sports car and pretty girlfriend when he loses his job. It’s more, “he had it coming.”
Sports are a perfect, open, mostly accepted manifestation of this, seen drawn out in the failings of teams or players on the top and the subsequent grave dancing that happens immediately after whatever powerhouse loses.
The Alabama Crimson Tide football team lost in the wee hours of the morning (for most of us) and as with Alabama losing when they do, a collective “exhale” was done by those tired of seeing their success rather then trying to figure out how to emulate it.
This morning, Nick Saban is old; the Tide’s high time is over and it’s washed back into the ocean, allowing everyone else to come back to the beach; Alabama’s stable of 5-star recruits can’t yield one quarterback; the offensive line is overrated; Lane Kiffin can’t call plays again; the defense is not what it used to be; and on and on and on.
The reality though, is that Alabama will be just fine, and last night’s loss was an amalgam of horrid play coupled with some timely stuff that seemed too fantastical to even be considered for a scene in some pretend uplifting Disney sports movie.
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