The “Pansification” of America is in full swing ladies and gentlemen and the NFL is leading the charge. The myriad of fines now being levied by the NFL “powers that be” are both ridiculous and unexplainable. A late hit on a quarterback is just that, a late hit. A penalty is called and the game moves on. Not any more. Now the league is hitting back, where it hurts, in the player’s pocket books. Where will it stop? How long before they fine guys for hurting someone’s feelings? “Oh no, Brett Favre is crying again, that’ll be twenty grand”. It’s getting to the point where we can rename it the PBFL, or Protect Brett Favre League. God forbid any body touches the aging spinster. Let’s face it, is it the fault of an opposing defense that a team chooses to field Abe Vigoda? “Don’t touch his helmet, don’t tackle his legs, if he happens to fall and hurt himself, maybe you shouldn’t have been chasing him, that’ll be thirty grand”.
It’s not just quarterbacks. If a receiver runs across the middle of a zone and his QB hangs him out to dry, he’s got a hit coming. It’s the only way he’s going to learn, but he’ll never be fined for his mistake, that falls on the defense. The QB that tried to kill him, well, that’s OK he was trying to make a play. I highly doubt the convoluted decision to levy fines would work even if everyone was held to the same standards. I’m sure 911 would have never happened if we had fined Bin Laden the first time he tried to blow up The World Trade Center.
These guys are playing for the love of the game. We watch because we love the game. Millions of people aren’t going to tune in to watch a heated game of Candyland, but we might if there was hitting. If my waitress drops my soup her boss isn’t going to take away a days pay. If that was the case, she wouldn’t work there anymore. Nor would any one else. So what’s the motivation for players? The younger generation may as well try out for soccer; where hitting is so far away from reality, the players don’t even need pads.
Let’s face it, we are a violent society and we love our violent game. These guys know what they are in for when they put on the pads, the same way our soldiers know what they’re in for when they volunteer for service. It’s that sort of aggressive determination that has made us the greatest and most powerful nation the world has ever known. As soon as a war can be won by pulling the flag from the enemy’s pocket, please let me know, I could use the mental vacation.