As I sat there today watching the NFL draft I found myself shaking my head. Some people just don't get it. Every day I live my life trying live up to my core values. Core values, you ask? Yes, core values. Everything goes to the basic principals of integrity, honesty, respect...both for yourself and those around you, and ownership. Let's face it...everyone's human. This means we ALL make mistakes. It's what we do with those mistakes that determines the person we look at in the mirror. And I'm not "preaching" on "moral fiber" or anything like that...I wouldn't presume. I'm just saying that everyone has their own internal code of ethics...and with decisions come consequences.
For the last few weeks going into the draft we've been hearing a lot on sports radio about the character v. talent debate. To me, the decision is simple. Everyone deserves a second chance...absolutely. But you have to earn the trust back before someone should be expected to step out on that limb for you and place their faith in you. This was part of the reason I was so apprehensive about the Cowboys taking T.O. from the Eagles this last off-season.
But I digress....
There I was watching T.V. and the commentators were talking about draft picks that were remaining...and Marcus Vick's name comes up. Mind you this is a guy who's been struggling with legal issues from the get-go. And it's not like they're minor ones. His charges run the gamut from contributing to the delinquency of a minor (to which he plead no contest) to driving on a suspended license to the carrying of a concealed weapon. And then there's the marijuana. These aren't little things. It's understandable that he hadn't been picked yet.
So they gave him the chance to say his piece. He was given an interview to discuss his past, to ask about his future, and to explain the impact a famous older brother (Michael Vick) may have had in the impacts it's made on him. Basically, he got the chance to talk about what he learned from all these experiences. It was his opportunity to possibly win back trust and show maturity.
He. blew. it. BIGTIME!
As I listened to his words I was overcome by the feeling that this guy had a humongous sense of entitlement simply because of who his brother is in the league. And then there was the lack of ownership and responsibility. When asked about the character issues he stated that he understood the owners' concerns regarding him...and that if it hadn't been for any of his problems he would've been a first round pick. First, he's never been THAT good. Second, his problems weren't something as simple as a C in a class. They were much more serious. Again, when asked how he felt he stated that he'd had bad luck and that with all the things happening to him (because apparently the gun jumped into his hand, and he was sleep driving--yeah, you can insert sarcasm here) he felt like he must have broken a few mirrors as a child or something. He never once owned his actions or said he made a mistake. And then he minimized what he said when asked what it was like to be Mike Vick's younger brother. He said that although he loves his brother, the spotlight cast on his brother caused his actions to be amplified...because they were only little things. So he was asked if he felt he had anything in common with Maurice Clarett...to which he answered he didn't feel he had anything in common with Maurice...because HE (Maurice) had done some serious stuff. And he said it straight faced. Pot calling kettle black much?
He did not take ownership for any of his own actions. It was always bad luck or someone else's fault or not as bad as things sound. It was never about him. It was never his fault. Yeah, That's a guy I'm gonna want to invest millions of dollars. I have zero respect for people like this. Perpetual victims in life. Never owning anything. Never taking ownership of their mistakes. And whether they realize it or not? It goes a long way to saying whether or not you're worthy of a second chance. No amount of talent is going to be worth the headaches, the drama, or the loss of investment should he run into legal issues again. This one's black and white...if it's illegal, don't do it.
I hope no one gives him a draft pick. He's gonna need to earn his way back in. It's not going to be worth the long term investment and money loss. No amount of talent makes it okay for a person to break the law...or rewards it with a large NFL contract. You earn the right to come to the show. You need the character and integrity every bit as much as you the talent to play ball. He would've gone a long way if he'd have said he'd learned from his mistakes and adjusted himself otherwise. Then at least he'd show a contriteness...and growth. But until that time, may he never see the light of the NFL.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Mr Right Now?
I'm seriously infatuated. There, I've said it. Why is that so hard for me to admit? Probably because I'm always the one doling out the advice and warning people about falling too hard, too fast. And I haven't even met him face to face yet, this Texas Cowboy who's captured my attention.
But....
He makes me laugh.
Me: It's strange, I hardly know you, and yet I'm gonna miss you while you're gone.
Him: I know, Darlin'. But it won't be forever.
Me: I know that, too. Gawd, I love your accent.
Him: Thank you.
Me (laughing): I like the way you call me Darlin'. Say darlin' again.
Him: Darlin' again.
Me: Smartass.
We really do have the same kind of sense of humor...and there's no topic that's taboo. I love it. And then there's our dirty minds....
Me: I don't put out on the first date.
Him: Neither do I, so I hope to GOD you're gonna be staying for more than one day.
And usually I try to steer clear of getting emotionally involved in anything deeper than friendship with men in the military men.
So here I am, throwing my own advice out the window...
But....
He makes me laugh.
Me: It's strange, I hardly know you, and yet I'm gonna miss you while you're gone.
Him: I know, Darlin'. But it won't be forever.
Me: I know that, too. Gawd, I love your accent.
Him: Thank you.
Me (laughing): I like the way you call me Darlin'. Say darlin' again.
Him: Darlin' again.
Me: Smartass.
We really do have the same kind of sense of humor...and there's no topic that's taboo. I love it. And then there's our dirty minds....
Me: I don't put out on the first date.
Him: Neither do I, so I hope to GOD you're gonna be staying for more than one day.
And usually I try to steer clear of getting emotionally involved in anything deeper than friendship with men in the military men.
So here I am, throwing my own advice out the window...