I have to be honest: I watch
football on TV—a sport made for the screen. I watch the NFL games, especially
if the San Francisco 49ers are playing, often watch Sunday Night Football (the
successor to Monday Night Football and the allusion in my title) and I
sometimes even watch college games. And when I was young and agile, I used to
play a lot of sandlot football in our neighborhood. We played tackle without
helmets or shoulder pads, and no one I knew ever got hurt because we were
careful and friends and mostly not very fast or powerful. In high school, Friday night football
games were the highlight: they were played in the
cool, sometimes cold fall weather and all the girls I liked would huddle
together with us in the stands and sometimes, after cherry cokes and fries in
the local malt shoppe, let me drive them home with a stop at the park. So I’ve
always liked the game. I like the skill displayed by the pros, the almost
unbelievably balletic catches of today’s receivers and the stunning accuracy of
today’s passers. I even like the bone-crunching hits on runners or wide
receivers, when they’re clean.
After
watching “League of Denial: The NFL’s Concussion Crisis” on PBS’s Frontline two
nights ago, though, I’m ready to swear off the whole thing. Actually, I and
most people I knew swore off pro football once before—during the Vietnam War
protests—when football was so tightly allied with the flag wavers that it
became nauseating to watch. And in truth, that connection still reigns today,
because the ethic of dominating your opponent stands as a perfect symbol of the
imperial attitude America imposes on the rest of the world. We are the one
superpower, what we say goes, we are the USA and are trained from cradle to
grave in the indomitable will to win, to persevere through injuries and pain, to gut
it out, whatever the cost.
What
League of Denial showed was just what
the cost really is, and has always been. Based on the book of the same name by
brothers Steve and Mark Fainaru, the documentary focuses on the growing body of
evidence proving that it is not just exceptional injuries that damage players’
brains; it is the routine slamming of heads together, in every game, and in
practice, thousands of times in a season, with a force of 20 Gs (like hitting a
wall at 35 mph), that eventually leads to CTE: Chronic Traumatic
Encephalopathy. This is a disease that was once thought to plague mainly
professional boxers, the vivid case being Muhammad Ali in his later,
painful-to-watch years. But as League of
Denial demonstrates, it is football players who are being affected more and
more. Part of this stems, ironically, from the helmets players use to protect
their heads from injury. The problem is—and when we played without helmets, we
knew this instinctively, and so were careful—the helmet provides not only a
false sense of security; it also gives defensive players a weapon. And so, the
ideal for a lineman—these guys carry 350 pounds, these days, on 6’5” to 6’8” frames—or
a linebacker or even a defensive back is to drive with full speed and power
into whoever is carrying or trying to catch the ball. The aim is to rock the
ball-carrier’s world to the extent that he won’t be able to concentrate on the
ball so much next time. Players call the resultant disorientation from one of
these head hits “getting your bell rung.” If a player like a quarterback gets
blindsided, his spine can be crumpled by the blow. Both Joe Montana and Steve
Young of the 49ers sustained such hits, the one on Young portrayed in the
documentary giving him his 7th concussion, his last. Despite his
love of the game, Young never played again.
The
type case in League of Denial,
though, is Mike Webster, the all-star defensive center for the great Pittsburgh
Steelers team of the 1970s. Watching it is enough to make you wretch. This
giant of a man, with a will of steel, died at age 50, looking like a
70-year-old. He had seventy herniated disks, torn rotator cuffs, and teeth he
maintained in his head with super-glue. His marriage fell apart when he could
no longer remember what he was saying from one minute to the next and had
outbursts of unexplainable rage. In 1997, broke and living in his car, Webster
tried to get disability compensation from the NFL Retirement Board. The NFL
fought Webster’s claim with everything it had—knowing that to admit that
football causes brain damage could cost them millions—but finally granted
Webster disability payments in 2000. Sadly, the great center had only two more
years to live. That might have been the end of it, but a medical examiner in
Pittsburgh, Dr. Bennett Omalu, asked to examine Webster’s brain. Being
Nigerian-born, Omalu didn’t quite understand what a hornet’s nest he would be
opening. Long story short, Omalu found unmistakable signs of CTE in Mike
Webster’s brain.
Even
this, though, was no match for the public relations power of the National
Football League—an industry worth billions. Omalu’s results were ridiculed, his
background was belittled, and the medical “doctors” running the league’s
so-called investigations into concussions produced their own “studies” proving
that no linkage between football and CTE could be established. It should be
said that even today—with all the pretend precautions that are now taken: penalties
established for “head hits” and players forced to rest after anything
resembling a head hit, and including funds for retired players to help them in
their disabilities—the National Football League still refuses to accept the
direct connection between football and severe brain injury, CTE. The really sad
part is that some of the major researchers now working on the problem—Dr. Ann
McKee, a leading Alzheimer’s researcher at Boston University medical center who
was asked if she’d like to examine the brains of football players; and Chris
Nowinski, a former Harvard player and author of Head Games, now a leading advocate finding the brains of dead
players for Dr. McKee to examine—are convinced that it is not just professional
football players who are at risk. Literally all
football players are at risk. McKee
herself has examined 46 ex-players and found 45 with CTE! Two high-school
players were among them. And what Nowinski says is that even kids in the little
leagues that dot America are risking brain damage in later life if they
continue to play the game as it is now played.
This
gets to the real point for me. Football can be played as a game. But in the
United States these days, football has become a killer sport. Coaches teach
players to “hit” their opponents with maximum force. To knock them out of the
game. Which is to say, to cripple them. They belittle those who don’t like to
do this. They reward those who do. Recently, the head coach of the New Orleans
Saints was suspended for tolerating his defensive coach’s offering his players
a “bounty”—extra money—for knocking key opponents out of the game. This kind of
vicious attitude filters all the way down to the pee wee leagues. And when
players wear these helmets that serve as weapons, as battering rams, and
delight in and are made heroes for blindsiding an opponent, the inevitable
result is constant blows to the head, and eventual brain damage. For many, this
is just the price to be paid for playing a “contact” sport. I profoundly
disagree, and I’m hoping lots of people watch the Frontline documentary (http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/league-of-denial/),
and lots of parents get horrified enough to keep their kids from playing the
game in any organized fashion.
I
also hope that some, at least, begin to see that there is a dangerous
connection here to our culture at large. The emphasis on winning at all costs,
the insanity of encouraging young men to hit and cripple their opponents in
that effort to win, reminds me of both the same attitude drilled into our
military—the language of football is decidedly military: “blitzing” a
quarterback, for example, harks back to the Nazis—and into the masters of
corporate America. The trouble is, crippling opponents is accompanied by the
inevitable “blowback.” Those who spend years using their heads as battering
rams end up with brain damage. Those who spend their lives abiding by the ethic
of anything goes in order to make a profit end up crippling the very planet
that makes their blind quest to be “number one” possible. Sometimes, in fact, I
think our entire culture, including the yahoos now holding our government
ransom, is suffering from Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy.
Lawrence DiStasi
Beautifully written and spot on!
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