I’ve attended almost every home game of the Michigan basketball team
this season, and will continue to do so throughout the season as I have for all
but one season since 1977-78. This year, the constant show that is a Michigan
basketball game, throbbing through every time-out and intermission with
entertainment that even Ed Sullivan would have regarded as junk, includes a
Michigan alum with some connection or other to our armed services (there must
be a lot of them because we’ve been continually at war since 2001 when we
bombed, and then invaded, Afghanistan) has been honored as hero of the
game. Possibly some, but surely not all,
fit the Merriam-Webster first definition of hero, which is how I’ve always
understood it. “a : a mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great
strength or ability, b : an illustrious
warrior, c : a man admired for his achievements and noble
qualities, d : one who shows great courage.”
Most of the
honorees have made quotidian contributions to our war efforts. This doesn’t
mean that they are not honorable soldiers, sailors, etc. But that they are not
really heroes. It is apparent that their connections to the military, however
tenuous, are being used by the Crisler Arena entertainment juggernaut to
instill unearned feelings of goodness in the crowd, a shabby treatment for a
current or former member of the military, not as damaging as our monumental
failure to keep faith with returning combat veterans by “honoring” them with
such earned benefits as prompt and high-quality medical treatment, reeducation
for civilian life, and adequate pay.
According to http://www.mgoblue.com/fanzone/hero-of-the-game.html
the short spot is sponsored by Applebees. I wonder how much of the fee paid by
the sponsor goes to the honoree or other members of our military. I can’t find
anywhere the names of honorees although there have been, I believe, ten of them
so far.
This diatribe
was motivated by having read (partly, not yet finished) James Fallows’ article,
“The Tragedy of the American Military.”
So tomorrow, at
the Illinois
game, I’m not going to stand and applaud, unless the honoree truly fits the
definitions above. I’ve refused for a few years now to stand, applaud or cheer
during the introductions of Michigan players at these games because the house
announcer goes through the opponents’ starting lineup as if he were presenting
over-ripe limburger cheese, and treats every Michigan player as if he was the
Messiah come again.