This post was prompted by my utter shock and disbelief regarding the world we live in today. There are too many examples to give that prove the state of duress our world is in, but I will start with baseball.
This wonderful yet, at times, brutal, microcosm we live in, is a prime example of what this world has become and is becoming. Let’s start with the Yankees, shall we? We all know that the Yanks are the team that people love to hate. What gets me is the extent of hate that is broadcast around the world. Who would’ve thought that Derek Jeter would break his ankle, and fans, or I should say, spectators, would be surfacing all over the world in celebration. Who could’ve foreseen, Nick Swisher being emotionally disturbed by the nasty comments flying out of the stands during one of the ALCS games? Not me, that’s for sure.
I think it’s safe to say, we all know these comments are uncalled for and plain inhumane. These men, those you root for, or against, are your neighbors, your brothers, your fellow Americans. So why? Why must you tear them down? Wish them harm? What do you gain by doing so? I don’t understand it.
There is friendly competition, and then there is plain, unadulterated hate. What we really need in this world is less hate and more love. Love is what makes this world turn and what makes life worth living. Do you think for one second, that baseball players hate their jobs? Their careers begin at a young, pure, and innocent age with a dream: to be loved and to do what they love. Then they grow up and reality dawns. It hits them hard in the face and it affects their families and their children.
Even the strongest souls can go undaunted for so long. We are all human, and to think that the hateful comments don’t sting is naïve. Some of us may do a better job of building a barrier with a moat full of defenses, but if you keep throwing cannons, one will eventually result in injury.
Before you speak another nasty word, think to yourself, “Would I say that to my grandfather, father or brother?” “Would I want the tables turned?” “What could he possibly be feeling?” “I want to empathize.”
I ask you all to put your feelings aside and think of others. Are your actions and comments constructive or vile? Remember, you are a spec of sand in this endless universe. You are no better than anyone, not even the man who cleans the bathrooms at the stadium. This is a fact that most baseball players can acknowledge. Just because they get paid to do what they love and are admired by many doesn’t mean they think they are better than the world. On the contrary, it teaches you humility. Often times, you need to rise in order to fall. And those who do not learn these valuable lessons will fall.