The hoopla over horse-racing’s first Triple Crown winner in
37 years has temporarily obscured the fact that, in today’s changing moral
climate (the one climate that demonstrably, inarguably is changing, and rapidly at that), horse racing’s days are
numbered. Who are we to “own” an animal and make
them work hard, train and exercise for our enjoyment?
The
writing is on the wall (not off-the-wall) for other sports, as well. Most human contact-sports are also doomed to
go the way of the Stegosaurus.
Significant
changes have been made recently to make football and hockey, in particular,
safer and more tolerable to the metro-sexual sports fan. There has been serious
talk of eliminating what is arguably the most exciting play in football, the
kick-off return, in the interest of the player’s safety. Fighting in the NHL
has nearly been eliminated and this year an automatic icing rule was instituted
to protect the players from possible collisions while racing after the puck.
Boxing,
in days past called “the sweet science,” is obviously not long for this world,
either. Why would anyone want to see one man hit another man for their pleasure?
I will
be the first to say that the “gladiator” games were over-the-top. Way, way
beyond the pale of simple human decency, and almost incomprehensible, though
that is easy for me to say as I didn’t live in those times.
Yet, we
now face an entirely different issue. The popularity of several major sports is
in danger of collapse, not just from being banned, but from being watered down
to the point that the average fan making 45 grand a year will not want to pay
big bucks to watch a millionaire or billionaire prima-donna play a sport
requiring no extraordinary physical or mental
courage. What makes for exciting viewing and good drama in the (formerly)
contact sports are the hard hits and hotly contested competition between two
teams gritting it out and sacrificing all to achieve victory. When it comes to
the point that no play is allowed that could possibly be injurious or overly
taxing to these wealthy athletes, many former fans will think, “I try harder, sacrifice more and suffer
more in my job working 60 hours a week than these guys do playing a game 3
hours a week (football) or perhaps 12 hours a week (hockey). Screw it, this is
lame and these Nancy’s should be paying to see me perform in my job.”
I can
see boxing eventually becoming shadow-boxing, with points deducted if you
actually hit your opponent.
Yes, we
will eventually abandon our current sports ethos in favor of watching robots compete, perform, and get stronger, better, and smarter as we
lose our competitiveness, heart,
courage, strength, fortitude, desire and tolerance for risk, stress, pain, etc.
Ironically,
we will insist the “robots” take on our more masculine, if not outright heroic,
human roles as we bow out and become… (craven, politically-correct) robots
ourselves. A cosmic and tragic case of role-reversal.
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