As published in The County Times (countytimes.somd.com)
By Ronald N. Guy Jr.
A Washington D.C. media luminary fired off a tweet. That alone isn’t news; it is a routine act occurring
hundreds of times daily in this time of supercharged communications. This one was short, even by tweet standards,
but it efficiently cut through the random nonsense, political insanity,
self-aggrandizing and mindless star-worship that typically dominates a Twitter
scroll by posing this simple question to D.C. sports fans: “When did you know
for sure that Snyder was the problem and your favorite team was in deep
trouble?”
Kevin Sheehan, veteran voice of D.C. sports radio, was
the tweet’s source. The “Snyder” it
referenced is, of course, Washington Commanders owner Dan Snyder. The power of Sheehan’s query was its casual lack
of qualification. There was no “if you
believe Snyder is a fatal franchise flaw”; Sheehan asked matter-of-factly “when”
fans realized Snyder was an overwhelming force under-cutting any hope of
success. The unspoken (or untweeted) – that
there simply is no reasonable doubt about Snyder’s organizational malignancy - speaks
loudly about Snyder’s dysfunction and ruinous 23 years of ownership.
The comments to Sheehan’s tweet were validating. It was a scroll of dubious (and depressing) football
decisions and embarrassing headlines across two decades. Most telling: No one challenged Sheehan’s
question or defended Snyder.
Like all long-time burgundy and gold fans, I have my
own answer to Sheehan’s question.
Admittedly, I was late to the party.
Fellow fans as far back as the early 2000s had concluded the impossible
coexistence of Snyder and a winning football team. But I kept nibbling at the cheese, hoping
“Dan the fan” and his willingness to spend (frivolously) would yield
results. Things started to break down
for me after Mike Shanahan was fired and a talented staff, one that included
three future NFL coaches (Kyle Shanahan, Sean McVay and Matt LaFleur), was
disassembled. Full stop came more
recently with the embarrassing off-field controversies and the arrogant
defiance and vindictiveness of the owner himself.
Now it is all too much. The rose-colored glasses have been removed,
tossed to the ground and stomped under foot.
My stubborn mind has been convinced: Snyder is Washington football’s
fait accompli, hope’s great kryptonite. There
is nothing profound in that conclusion.
In some ways, Snyder is just another name on a long and ever-growing
list crossing all aspects of life. It’s
a dubious and unfortunate scroll, and we all have our own.
Live long enough, cobble together numerous diverse experiences,
and fellow humans will inevitably deliver a recurring emotion: disappointment. The church won’t practice the basic morality
it preaches. Politicians will be exposed
as more ego-centric, special interest operatives than public servants. Most social media friends will prove to be
otherwise. Spouses will fall short of
vows. Many fellow Americans will value
political identity over shared national origin.
Companies who claim to care about their people will confirm a greater
concern for their financial health. Left
to reconcile such irreconcilable hypocrisy and character deficiencies – like a self-proclaimed
fan-owner hoodwinking everyone (for various lengths of time) and turning his
asset into the embarrassment of professional sports – well, that’s why we grind
our teeth at night.
It's enough to drive the most ardent optimist to
exclaim, as Buddy Guy crooned, “Damn right I got the blues!” Enter This American Life podcast episode 775:
The Possum Experiment, to save the day.
The episode starts with a story about a woman who posted a few “Lost
Cat” flyers around her home. The catch:
The flyers included downloaded pictures of a possum. She did it as a joke, something of a social
experiment. She bucketed the return
calls into three categories: the mean ones that took pleasure in her idiocy, those
who knew it was a joke and offered a humorous reply, and kind-hearted people
who expressed genuine concern for her and the “cat’s” well-being.
What surprised her was the distribution of calls. Just 10% were mean. Another 20% were the fellow pranksters. And 70% were folks simply trying to help. Is the world soured by swindlers, dark hearts and Dan Snyders? Sure - but a “lost” marsupial offered a timely reminder that people are still mostly good.
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