Sunday, August 12, 2012

Paterno persona never true to real life


One description of the adulation and, to be blunt, worship directed at college football coaches has always stuck with me.

The questioner could not understand why intelligent individuals would become small children again in the presence of those in charge of an athletic program, and the response placed those coaches, those pivotal figures in the most popular sport in the country, as the modern day equivalent of Scipio Africanus, Caesar, Alexander the Great or possibly even Hector of Troy. Sports are a modern supplement to the warring of our previous societies, it was argued, and those in the lead are put on the same pedestal.

I can’t buy into the designation entirely, mostly because it is usually a poor idea to be glib about the actual sacrifices of modern warriors in our military branches in comparison to games, but the hero worship involved in college athletics can’t be denied. My own family is not immune. Bo Schembechler, the former Michigan great, passed away the same week as my father in 2006, and you would have thought my great big family that worshiped at the altar of the Big House was saying goodbye to both.

Most people that claim to love Joe Paterno have never met him. They know him vicariously, the image that is projected on their television set and through targeted media by a staff that has been built with the sole purpose of projecting that great persona. That Joe Paterno, the Joe Pa that was listed as among the most noble among his profession, will forever remain untarnished in the eyes of those who loved him, and that’s fine, because he was never real.

I don’t begrudge those who still defend Paterno, even after revelations have come forward that he was far more involved in the Jerry Sandusky scandal than he portrayed himself to be. Joe Paterno lied, it’s best to start saying it out loud, but the image cultivated in Penn State fans’ minds can remain untarnished because the truth had very little to do with it in the first place.

It’s best to just start saying that too. 

Column printed in the Herald Journal on Saturday, July 14, 2012.