as i march through life, i find montanans to be among the most open, friendly, trusting and giving of any group i've ever met. they're just as quick to spot a phony, but until you reach that point, they're quick with a "howdy" or to toss a buck in your dumpster or buy you a drink. being from montana has helped me tremendously in life, and i've never felt alone among montanans.
all of which has made me wonder at times if montanans are just basically too nice to compete in the savage world of contemporary athletics. this thought returned again yesterday, as i watched tennessee take on marist, a 13th seed. marist sort of reminded me of us, a talented well-coached team, but clearly not in the league with tennessee, and just hoping basically to make a decent showing on the national stage.
which--they just couldn't, at least not against the thoroughbreds from tennessee. they quickly get down 20 with about five minutes left in the first half, so what does pat summitt do? puts on a full-court press! then, with seconds left in the first half, marist scores two quick buckets, and summitt calls time out to scream at her team for letting their defense down.
i mean, where does toughness verge into cruelty? where does sportsmanship end, and jungle rules take over? would anybody from montana have the heart to treat marist the way pat summitt did if we had her resources?
just wondering...
all of which has made me wonder at times if montanans are just basically too nice to compete in the savage world of contemporary athletics. this thought returned again yesterday, as i watched tennessee take on marist, a 13th seed. marist sort of reminded me of us, a talented well-coached team, but clearly not in the league with tennessee, and just hoping basically to make a decent showing on the national stage.
which--they just couldn't, at least not against the thoroughbreds from tennessee. they quickly get down 20 with about five minutes left in the first half, so what does pat summitt do? puts on a full-court press! then, with seconds left in the first half, marist scores two quick buckets, and summitt calls time out to scream at her team for letting their defense down.
i mean, where does toughness verge into cruelty? where does sportsmanship end, and jungle rules take over? would anybody from montana have the heart to treat marist the way pat summitt did if we had her resources?
just wondering...