No One’s Perfect
It’s every person’s dream - perfection. But what do we gauge perfection on? I’ve had this thought in my head for a while, and it kind of sort of hit me last night when one of the best teams in NFL history didn’t make it there in Superbowl XLII.
I’ll admit it, I was depressed. I’m a patriots fan. It was fun harassing those colts fans while it lasted. But after the game, I purposely avoided IRC and AIM for a good couple of hours, because you know, “Who can’t beat Tom Brady and the mighty mighty Patriots?”.
Eli Manning and his Giants can, apparently.
I don’t know how the NFL runs, but I do know one thing: It’s one thing to win when everyone says you can’t. I’ll use High School Football as an example. The local newspaper and the blogs all whine and whine about how Big #1 has the best offensive line or the best Linebackers. Then Friday Night comes and they’re just not playing the way you thought they would and you end up winning.
It feels great, to be honest.
It also feels great to pound the other team into the ground. Even if you’re not that good of a player, it’s a great feeling. I had the opportunity of being on a team that went undefeated, and after everything’s done, well, it doesn’t really matter. And the next year teams really don’t like you. Really. Don’t. Like. You.
The only thing that people get out of supposed “perfection” in sports, and even in life, is a limited time-span of fame. Maybe a few months or years.
But then it gets written down and after a while, forgotten. Whether it’s the ‘72 dolphins or a high school football team, the end result is a trophy, something to tell your grandkids, or in my case, some website.
And this is what I realized last night: perfection doesn’t matter. We as humans can’t be perfect. There’s always something that could have been done better, but that’s just not where life takes us. We can’t attain perfection. Our minds are wired in a way that it isn’t possible - and none of us really know what it is. There’s nothing that can describe it.
Some would say that perfection is when we’ve reached our maximum potential in life - but who or what draws the line on what we can attain? There’s always something more.
Here’s to you, Eli Manning.
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