Sports, art and religion, all ingenious human inventions, have many things in common–discipline, sacrifice, devotion, beauty, redemption, and more. In many ways they improve upon mere life itself, hence their lasting appeal. They offer answers for our fumbling, incomplete lives. They tantalize us with the greatest illusion of all, the belief that we can attain physical, moral, aesthetic or intellectual perfection, and that will give us some kind of immortality.
But the pursuit of perfection carries with it great danger, as we saw last night at the Olympics. The American gymnast Alicia Sacramone, who really is 20 years old, made mistakes that cost her team the gold medal. We all make mistakes every day–it’s early, and I’ve already made a few–but most come before very small audiences or no audience at all. Hers came in front of countless millions of people.
“No one else made mistakes, so it’s kind of my fault,” Sacramone said, still trying to blink back the tears from her red-rimmed eyes. “I think everybody knows you always have good days and bad days. I just wish today was a good day.”
That’s a large burden to live with at any age. But it’s always that way in sports. Here’s the great baseball writer Roger Angell, from his classic The Summer Game:
“It all looks easy, slow, and above all, safe. Yet we know better, for what is certain in baseball is that someone, perhaps several people, will fail. They will be searched out, caught in the open, and defeated, and there will be no confusion about it or sharing of the blame. This is sure to happen, because what baseball [and all sports] requires of its athletes, of course, is nothing less than perfection, and perfection cannot be eased or divided.”
Let’s applaud Sacramone and the others who dare to reach for perfection. I hope she has many, many better days ahead.*
*I also hope she’s not reading comments like this one from the Dallas Morning News sports-fan blog:
You have single-handedly brought disgrace and dishonor to this country. You should be ashamed of yourself, as this country is ashamed of your performance and regrets selecting you to represent us on the world stage.
I’m sure this fellow scales great heights in his job each day.