1. In the Beginning...
This essay originally appeared on TomDispatch.
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Who's Got Game?
Robert Lipsyte: A new book advocates equality for men and women on the playing field. But is that still a field of dreams?
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Lame Duck Pitcher
Robert Lipsyte: Roger Clemens has done his damage, to himself and to baseball--and we will see him go down.
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Season of Scandals
Robert Lipsyte: Sportswriters hyperventilate over scandals big and small. But when a football hero and Bush critic is shot three times at close range in Afghanistan, by friendly fire, why does no one bat an eye?
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The Home-Run Wars
Robert Lipsyte: Babe Ruth's big bang changed baseball forever, giving America a thrilling symbol of power and an itch for the quick fix at the ballpark and in the world. Why can't we just ban the bomb?
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Descent into March Madness
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The Church of Football
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Nascar Values
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Given the chance, I'd watch the Super Bowl with the Rev. Jerry Falwell, who knows about Baal and ball. Twenty years ago, in Lynchburg, Virginia, at a Liberty University Flames game, Dr. Falwell told me: "Jesus was no sissy. He was tough, he was a he-man. If he played football, you'd be slow getting up after he tackled you."
He had me at "sissy." The rest was revelation. The muscularity of Dr. Falwell's evangelical Christianity was a perfect fit with football, another win-or-lose game. For Americans, war hasn't produced a real winner for more than 60 years. That's why we need football. But let's get back to Dr. Falwell. "My respect for Catholicism and Mormonism goes straight up watching Notre Dame and Brigham Young play," he told me. He hoped that, someday, Notre Dame and Liberty, his evangelical college, would meet for the national championship, thus informing the nation that "the Christians are here, we're not meek and we're not going to fall down in front of you. We're here to stay."
While we wait for his Holy Bowl to show us how to kick the other cheek, we do have the gospels, saints, and rituals of the Super Bowl, arguably the holiest day of the American calendar. Nothing in sports draws us together as surely--not elections, the Academy Awards, disasters, terrorist acts, or celebrity deaths. The Super Bowl is a melting pot hot enough for atheists, Sodomites, and Teletubbies to become one with the Saved, if only for a single Sunday. But that's a start.
If I did get to watch the Super Bowl with Dr. Falwell this time around, I'd ask him the following question: Did God design football--and encourage it to evolve into Superbowl-dom--as a model religion for the most powerful empire on earth?
This is not some snide random note from your Jock Culture scribe. Because the entire football season is packaged as a prelude to the championship, it is easy for evangelists to pound home their lesson that life is merely a series of downs en route to salvation. Leave it to heretics to bemoan the loss of process, the idea that a well-played life has honor and meaning even if there is no trophy or ring at the end.
Dr. Falwell avowed the rules when he told me, "If ever you adopt a philosophy that winning is not important, it's how you play the game, you cop out. This is America. If you're not a winner it's your own fault."
Amen, the whistle has blown.
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