Joe Paterno died early Sunday morning. A coach of truly legendary proportions, perhaps the greatest tribute was the high esteem in which he was held by the coaching fraternity itself. Joe Pa died of lung cancer. Unfortunately, he died under a cloud. Perhaps the best reflection on this situation and the man that many still honor comes from Howard Bryant of ESPN. Here are some of his thoughts. Click the ESPN LINK for his full comments and related posts. Bryant writes:
"When any person dies, his or her time must be viewed in its totality,
out of respect for a life lived, to give the ritual of death its
dignity; and for the sake of posterity, to provide clarity as emotions
surge and cool over the months and years.
For the famous, it is a difficult task, for that totality is a myth.
Only the public face exists; the rest is projection. For Joe Paterno,
who died Sunday morning at the age of 85, his 60-year football life
transformed in less than three weeks from icon to infamous, a total
picture of his time might be an impossibility, at least now. The twin
ends of his coaching career and life were so defined by some of his
final public words -- in many ways a chilling statement from a man who
won more college football games than anyone in history. Those words did
not contain a hint of double meaning.
It will be difficult to separate the way Joe Paterno spent most of his career from the way it ended.
"In hindsight, I wish I had done more," he said in the days before his firing.
Long before the Jerry Sandusky scandal broke, Paterno had become so
much a part of Penn State football, and it had been so much a part of
him, that it was commonly presumed the old man would not survive without
the game to which he gave his life. It is said of longtime marriages
that once one partner passes, the will for the other to remain
evaporates.
In this case, that's a wistful narrative, but Paterno did not die of a
broken heart. He died of lung cancer. Over the next hours, days and
weeks, there will be a reflex to frame his death within the prism of his
final, disgraced months, both from supporters who believe the Sandusky
scandal hastened his death and unnecessarily destroyed a good man, and
from the detractors who believe that only the enormous specter of
Paterno's powerful name kept him from being held even more accountable
by the public, and law enforcement.
His death marks the end of the Penn State dynasty, a process that
began when he was fired on the night of Nov. 9. The school will never
hold the same singular, iconic place it did during Paterno's 20th
century. And the people he touched -- those who worked with and played
for him, as well as Penn State and college football fans who care so
deeply about sports and its place in the national culture -- will
remember him fondly and reverentially."
My own response to all is this echoes Bryant in many ways. Collegiate coaches occupy a huge place in a culture where sports is held in such high esteem and often shapes persons' sense of personal well-being. Coaches like Joe Pa were born into a different generation--before the celebrity shaping power of the media, the program intimidating spending of alumni benefactors, and a sense of entitlement that many pampered athletes seem to possess. Discipline and character-building are often undermined by the need to win and to win the big bucks that go with winning. Sports in a this new age is often more than a coach from Joe Paterno's generation seems able to manage--especially the complexity of the forces that seek to shape college athletics and the cultural poverty that shapes so many athletes. Joe Pa has long been in over his head in this world. He did not find persons sharing with a common ground of honor and education and leadership. It is obvious that he found himself living in the neighborhood of some wolves and predators. "I wish I'd done more" says volumes, but one has to question whether it was really within both his worldview and capabilities to do more.
There is still a verdict to be rendered in all of this. Personally, I am not prepared or even equipped to do so, so I'll simply say, "Rest in Peace, Joe Pa."
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