Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Serena redefines arrogance
Her ghetto guttermouth outburst at a line judge, while reprehensible for an athlete of her age and experience, was nothing compared to the arrogant, ignorant and sad show she put on in the hours and days afterwards.
The pathetic debacle that saw her issue a PR statement via a publicist only to 'forget' to do the one thing that might have saved her from a lasting legacy surrounding this mess - apologise - was laughable. The desperate second apology statement was then a very little, a lot late.
Did she really think she could get away with the "I don't remember line"?
Maybe she didn't remember everything that happened in the heat of the battle - we have all been fired up in situations where we later couldn't recall exactly what we've said. But surely she could have thrown in an apology around the amnesia!
"I can't remember exactly what I said but I know it was horribly wrong and I am sincerely sorry" ..... or something to that affect??? Or maybe even suck it up and leave out the "I can't remember".
My friend and fellow blogger at www.sportdownunder.com.au explains it well in his latest post entitled "How Not To Apologise".
This is arrogance to a T.
Or a S for Serena actually and I for one am not surprised that this has happened.
For many years now this brat has talked down to opponents, treating other obviously less talented players with all the humility and grace of...well...of Serena Williams.
Put simply she is a bad sport whose vain attempts to add humour to press conferences often end up with a room full of cringe. And wouldn't it be nice for once in her decorated career if Serena was to commend an opponent when she has been beaten fair and square? No excuses, no disrespect.
Serena now wants us all to learn from this and move on. I bet she does.
Now it's up to the Grand Slam Committee to show her some respect. As in, show her how to respect match officials, her opponents and most of all our intelligence. As in Grand Slam suspension respect.
I for one will be appalled if she shows up back in Australia next January at all, let alone if it's out of shape and full of BS excuses if she gets her sizable booty kicked.
I don't care about your kid Kim
Now that he has put it so well I am going to (with his permission) just post his thoughts with my full support.
Over to you Morgo:
"Kim Clijsters bringing her daughter onto the court after her remarkable US Open win finally motivated me to put finger to keyboard on this issue. It is becoming increasingly common for sports stars to include their children in post game/match/event celebrations, and I find it abhorrent.
Firstly, I think it is arrogant of the sports-parent to think that the public are interested in seeing their children when they have come to see the sports-parent (and team-mates where relevant) perform, celebrate and be rewarded for their achievements. Secondly, and even more importantly, I believe allowing the children to share in this privileged experience is doing the wrong thing by them, especially when they are permitted to be part of any presentation in front of large crowds. What lesson might this teach the child about hard work and rewards, and how may it impact upon their enjoyment of far lesser achievements as they grow up? If the sports-parent wants to share their success with their children let them do it away from the public eye, for the sake of the spectators and the children.
And if it’s OK for children to be involved where will it stop; what about Mum or Dad, or Grandma or Uncle Joe, or the faithful family dog?"
Couldn't have said it better myself. Or should I start on the Hewitt's bringing the kid they hide from general news media onto the stage at the Logies??
Thursday, September 10, 2009
It's a great time to be alive
Thursday, August 27, 2009
So long Mr Magic
Hazem El Masri will play the last NRL regular season home game of his storied career when the Bulldogs play the Warriors at ANZ Stadium this Sunday and all manner of fanfare is being planned for the match.
It has been well documented, this year more than ever, that El Masri has been one of the game's leading off field torch bearers for all that is good in rugby league and indeed the greater community for most of his stellar 14-year NRL career.
To go with that, and what should never be forgotten, is an on-field resume that boasts well over 300 first grade games, a Premiership, all-time NRL point scoring records and City, NSW and Australian jerseys.
Not a bad CV for a Muslim boy born in Lebanon who didn’t even arrive in this country UNTIL he was 12.
The Bulldogs will show their recognition of a club legend, by for the first time ever after a Rugby League match allow fans onto the hallowed ANZ Stadium turf. They will also have 5,500 supporters join together to unveil placards with a special message for Hazem just prior to kick-off.
To top it off there will be free entry for ALL members of ALL NRL clubs. That's not a misprint. The Bulldogs are going to allow members from rival clubs to come along and send off Hazem in style - for free. Kids under 15 get in free too.
So here is a club, much maligned for their off field culture and administration a little over 12 months ago, leading the NRL in 'how to promote the game' stakes by paying tribute to a guy who wrote the modern day book of 'how to promote the game'.
I have never been a fan of the Bulldogs. Actually, I’ve been a Bulldog hater most of my life. But I’ve never hated Hazem. I could even say I’ve liked him a lot.
This week for 80 minutes (or maybe around 100) I am going to be a Bulldogs fan. A fan because of the way CEO Todd Greenberg and his staff have shown all how things can be done off the field because of the way one man has kicked goals both literally and figuratively inside and outside the arena.
All hail Hazem!!
Sunday won't be the end for El Masri – the Bulldogs play the Wests Tigers at the Sydney Football Stadium in the last premiership round and then will be a big contender in the semi-finals.
I can’t say I’ll support the Doggies after this game – but I’ll always have a soft spot for the man they call 'El Magic'.