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Monday, October 06, 2003

Oh Lord, protect this rockethouse and all who dwell within the rockethouse 


Viking Pundit links to a Trot Nixon quote where the Red Sox right fielder attributes his game winning hit in Game 3 of the Sox-Oakland AL Division Series to the Lord Jesus Christ. Apperantely "I wasn't me swinging that bat. It was the Lord Jesus Christ." Hopefully the Lord suits up again tonight!

Our friend Eric adds that "I, for one, was elated to see an athlete profess his faith so sincerely." Eric, are you out of your mead drinking mind? Athletes profess their faith so overwhelmingly that it makes the NBA illegitimate birthrate seem almost pious. Their obsession with the Lord is probably the only thing that has kept an Old Testament style wrath from cleansing many of these exponentially immoral athletes from our midst. The practice of attributing success to the Lord is so common in sports that Gregg Easterbrook dedicated a whole TMQ column to the subject:
Whether Christians should believe that God controls earthly events is a complex topic; at the end of this column I'll recommend a brilliant book that devotes 100 pages to the pros and cons of the argument. Short version: if God is actually in control of sports events, the human prospect is in far worse shape than previously feared. Consider that just a few weeks after looking so marvelous in the 32-point comeback game, Frank Reich looked awful in the Super Bowl, committing five turnovers as the Bills were blown off the field by Dallas. So what divine message to humanity was encoded in that sequence of events? Beats me. If God actually intervenes in football games to send us sports-encoded messages that we can't understand, woe be unto us.

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Praising God for success in sports can be not only grating but a form of self-flattery. When an athlete says, in effect, "God helped me catch that touchdown pass," he's saying that in a world of poverty, inequality and war, higher powers thought his touchdown catch so vastly important that God intervened on Earth to make sure that both feet came down inbounds, while doing nothing to prevent slaughter in Africa or the Middle East. Though meant to suggest humility, praising God for success in sports often becomes a form of vanity: God wanted me to catch that pass! When I hear athletes imply that this is what the divine is like, I think: No thanks.
I'm inclined to agree with Gregg. I think it's wonderful for Trot that he has found something of great value through his religion, but to suggest that God cares about any sporting event is a comment that strikes me as being more arrogant and obnoxious than those diamond studded Cross' found on many hip-hop artists, and just as ignorant to the nature and the purpose of God.

(Sad yet true: far too many Red Sox fans take the Lord's name in vain on the internet for Google to confirm if the I/it gaffe in the quote above was Trot's own, or if it's a typo from the blog i'm quoting.)
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