Allen Iverson As Role Model

Undeniably one of the appeals of watching sports is to compare yourself to your favorite player. However in recent times many critical people have pointed out specific athletes as being terrible role models, citing things like the stereotypical drug abuse and thug personas of some celebrity athletes as being anything but inspirational to young males. This is probably the big deal why the media are still doing stories on Kobe Bryant and at the same time promoting athletes like Lebron James. The media loved Kobe. He was a superstar athlete, he was not a thug, meaning he did not come from the streets and he had lived abroad, and so Kobe was everything you wanted as a black role model. Then the whole Kobe case happened and the prince of the NBA fell from his stature and what came out was an immature but talented athlete who perhaps was no role model after all. On the court though, there was another basketball player who was also talented, but who has never had the darling image, and that player is Allen Iverson. Not only is A. I. a brilliant basketball player, but he is everything that the NBA wanted to distance itself from, namely the street and attitude.

At one point, I heard the comment that most black kids could never be Kobe, because Kobe had opportunities that they could never have. On the other hand Iverson came from the street courts and he played his game tough and he made it to the main courts of the NBA, and he’s still there, fighting not only for his legitimate right to be there, but also for his legacy.

At 32, I identify with A. I., with his passion to win even when the odds are against him, with his selfishness to be The Man, and definitely with his failures as a player and as a person. I have messed up plenty in my life, and know just how much it means when people disregard your past crimes and still welcome your company. This does not happen often and you definitely are thankful when it does. Iverson may never win a championship, but he is a proven winner. Every time I see him miss a shot, my heart goes out to him, cause I know failure is painful, but when he picks himself off the floor and goes right back into the game, pain and all, I admire him all the more, because not many people have the sheer will to drive themselves toward something by themselves, but Iverson does it in every game.

And also at my age, I know that role models are not the solution to the problems that plague our young men. I never had a role model that I could see, instead I had to open up a book and read about men that I never knew. Eventually I saw that if I was to succeed at all, that I had to do it myself. Sure it would have been nice if someone had taught me to do the things I now know, and I could have used some help sometimes, but in the end I ended up doing it myself and I am stronger for it. But just like A. I. points out about how hard it is to be a father to his kids, and how hard it is to be a husband, I know what he is talking about. At our age, both of us have had to do things on our own, but that should not blind us or prevent us from helping our kids succeed where we failed. Being tough is just one part of our character, it should not be everything. I am pretty sure Iverson knows this too.

Iverson is a role model, because of his toughness and because he has failed many times, but never given up on himself or his team.

Tayshaun Prince Has Game

One of my favorite NBA players is Tayshaun Prince. Unlike T-Mac or Dwayne Wade, who you know will do at least three or four remarkable moves during a game, Prince is a low-key player. He does his defense quietly and then all of a sudden before you know it he takes over a game. He is the unexpected factor in games where the Pistons need him and he is getting better at his offensive game this season.

The Detroit News did an article on how Prince’s toughness was always in doubt due to his appearance and lack of bulk.

“It goes back to high school and college. Everybody tried to put weight on me. I just knew, ‘Hey, this is how I play.’ No matter what size you are, when you go out there and play your game, and you have heart and determination, anything can happen.”

But I think what people miss about Prince is that he’s a smart guy. He knows how to read the offense and he knows how to match his opponent’s moves. This is what allows him to guard offensive players like Kobe Bryant and literally frustrate their game. If you combine intellect with love of the game, you have a great player.

Enter Sanatorium

It’s no secret that I absolutely hated some aspects of my high school education. I have even written letters to former teachers condemning them as terrible examples of educators and stating how I will never forgive them for it either. On one occasion I even had the opportunity to tell them in person just how much of a genius I am today and how their failing me on more than one occasion did nothing to discourage me, but only proved their failure to recognize my superior intellect. I am not saying that all my teachers were hugely inadequate but that many were in fact lacking. In college, I learned just how bad my situation had been, because my school was talked about in Jonathan Kozol’s book: Savage Inequalities. It was nothing short of amazing to have it all in a published book and know that your accusations and rebellious thoughts as a teenager were all vindicated by someone who not only wrote it down but made it available for the world to see. This was my proof of all the crap I put up with in school: the four long years of high school imprisonment. But as good as I felt about being vindicated, I started to feel even angrier about it, because this showed me that people knew exactly what was going on with the Chicago Public School System, and had done nothing about it!

Now today I am a parent, and I still mistrust the school system and its teachers, even though my kids have a better school system. I still associate schools with sanitariums and prisons. When I think of public education I think of brainwashing children. This is the image I get and I can’t help feeling that I am right about this.

Some of my friends tell me that it does not matter cause I have made it and I am better for it. After all I am articulate, intellectual, and damm right knowledgeable. It should not matter. But it does.

Recently I read Paul Graham’s essay: Why Nerds Are Unpopular and it made so much sense. Why I resent teachers and the school system and why I am conflicted between being an intellectual and being a rebellious anarchist.

If life seems awful to kids, it’s neither because hormones are turning you all into monsters (as your parents believe), nor because life actually is awful (as you believe). It’s because the adults, who no longer have any economic use for you, have abandoned you to spend years cooped up together with nothing real to do. Any society of that type is awful to live in. You don’t have to look any further to explain why teenage kids are unhappy.

I certainly now realize why even kids that have more opportunities than I did, are no better off than I was back in high school. The situations are still the same, it may have been that I had it a little worse than some of the kids I see today, but we both entered the same sanatorium, and we all have to get out of it someday.