CBS Local – Framingham high school football coach Gary Doherty is happy to be back with his coaches and his players after being suspended last week for a conditioning drill called the bear crawl that left some of his players with blisters on their hands. …
The drill took place on the upper artificial turf field that’s a bit worn out. The day they did the drill the temperature was hot but nothing like they haven’t practiced in before.
While coach Doherty and his staff were suspended the players rallied behind their coach. They felt the entire situation was blown out of proportion and today the school concludes all the coaches can return back to practice.
Welcome to life in 2016. The beginning of the end of the great experiment known as America.
There’s a phenomenon that historians like Dan Carlin refer to as “Wooden Shoes vs. Silk Slippers.” It basically illustrates the difference between an emerging civilization, working hard to survive, thrive, build and conquer, and what becomes of it once it becomes safe, secure and prosperous. When the struggle to eke out an existence is over and the good times begin, societies become soft and complacent and lose the toughness that brought them all that wealth in the first place.
And there is no better evidence that that is exactly what’s happening with us than what just went down in Framingham. It’s world history in microcosm.
Believe me, this isn’t going to be a “back in my day” rant. This isn’t about the toughness of these Framingham High School players, not by a damned stretch. I don’t question them in the slightest. The fact they backed their coaches says it all.
This is all about the parents and administrators. The kids got blisters from doing bear crawls. It’s unfortunate. The coaches obviously didn’t intend it. It never happened before. But these were bear crawls. A drill football players have been doing since Curley Lambeau crawled out of the sea, adapted to breathing air, lost his tail, grew a whistle and invented the sport. And these are blisters. There weren’t any compound fractures or arms severed at the shoulder. Blisters. The kind you get from raking leaves, using a shovel or pulling a rope. You know, working. The kind that callous up in a couple of days and don’t bother you again.
In “Jaws,” Quint grabs Hooper by the wrists and says “You got city hands, Mr. Hooper. Ya been countin’ money your whole life.” But the parents of Framingham High Football found signs of hard work on their sons’ hands and were horrified. And the administrators, instead of solving the problem with a simple “Watch out for that turf field; it’s nasty in the heat” to the coaches and a “Sorry, folks. That practice kind of got away from us but your sons will be fine” email, suspended everybody like they’re Roger Goodell.
But this is how we do things now. We are so pampering our precious little snowflakes that we treat blisters like they’re bullwhip scars and our only solution to any problem is to humiliate working people with suspensions and cost their families paychecks.
It’s insane to think this is what we’ve come to, just a few generations after our ancestors escaped oppression, eked out an existence in the wilderness, built the greatness nation in the history of Man with their bare hands and saved the world from tyranny. You should be ashamed of yourselves, Framingham High School. But if the silk slipper fits, wear it.