Dolphins Bullying: If You Celebrate Savagery, Civility Might Be Too Much To Ask
There are two facts repeated in almost every telling of the story of bullying and harassment in the Miami Dolphins' organization: Richie Incognito, named "the dirtiest player in the NFL," is no stranger to controversy, and Jonathan Martin is a Stanford graduate whose parents both graduated from Ivy League school, which would make him part of the elite in some circles.
Earning an Ivy League education, you'll usually wear your degree like a badge of honor. When you're introduced as Ivy Leaguer, that usually opens doors. But in the world of professional sports, it made Martin a minority. He presumably had a privileged upbringing. The majority of professional football players cannot relate to that.
They can relate to hard work.
Most of the elite, high-school football players in Miami-Dade County attend struggling schools in poor neighborhoods. And sports are one of their relief valves, their verve and tenacity evident on that football field. Their hope is always a college scholarship that will lead to an NFL draft.
Those that make it to a college team practice harder than ever before. They play to win, and not just the audience’s cheers and approval. Their schools expect them to win in order to sell more college-football tickets, to sell more video games, more college merchandise.
They win to improve their school’s ranking, to garner more attention, to attract more students, to fund research, and educational endeavors in which they do not often participate. They are trained to enter an arena where crowds cheer as they act like savages.
We ask men to be incredibly violent and vicious. We ask them to be superhuman, to run faster and hit harder, to bash their heads, to run full speed and crash against a 350-lb. man, also running full-speed at him. We ask him to stay standing.
We ask these men to inflict pain on their opponent and to play through their own pain, and not just excruciating pain, but the pain that comes from running on a broken ankle, throwing and catching a ball with broken fingers, sprained wrists, and bruised ribs. We expect these men to take whatever potion necessary, just to be able to mask the pain, while they inflict it on others.
And we cheer.
We celebrate the clashing of titans. The crashing of helmets. The superhuman strength necessary to cross the goal line.
In a statement whose irony was not lost on him, Ricky Williams said, “There’s no room to play the victim or to be bullied or even have that discussion when it comes to the NFL … if you are having that discussion it just means that maybe you don't belong [there]."
It is not that Martin lacked physical or mental strength. The Stanford grad was smart. He studied hard, attended fantastic schools, was a second-round draft pick.
But maybe, just maybe, there were other differences between Martin and his teammates. Differences only exacerbated by “the dirtiest player in the NFL,” who is no stranger to repulsive behavior.
Perhaps we shouldn’t be so surprised.
In a sport that prizes mental and physical toughness, that prizes physical ability over all else, where savagery and violence is the norm, it may be just too much to ask players to leave that behavior on the field.
Civility might be far too much to ask.