{"id":1997,"date":"2004-01-25T20:27:29","date_gmt":"2004-01-26T00:27:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/dbnews\/2004\/01\/25\/the-sporting-life\/"},"modified":"2004-01-25T20:27:29","modified_gmt":"2004-01-26T00:27:29","slug":"the-sporting-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2004\/01\/25\/the-sporting-life\/","title":{"rendered":"The Sporting Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a2413'><\/a><\/p>\n<table width=\"537\" border=\"0\">\n<tr>\n<td width=\"537\">\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/kerry2.jpg\" width=\"313\" height=\"325\" align=\"left\">Quickly<br \/>\n        sweeping across the blue line in efficient churning strides, Ray Bourque<br \/>\n        looked down ice for another blue jersey in a promising<br \/>\n        offensive<br \/>\n        position.&nbsp; As<br \/>\n        he had done so many times for Boston Bruins he found a narrow momentarily<br \/>\n        open path and rocketed a laser pass into the boards just where they begin<br \/>\n        to curve around.&nbsp; Shoving his tall, rangy body in front of a smaller<br \/>\n        defender, right wing John Kerry dug the puck out of the corner, crashed<br \/>\n        his man into the boards with a wicked hip check, and snapped a centering<br \/>\n        pass to Ken Hodge Sr., parked like a cop at a Dunkin Donuts by the right<br \/>\n        corner of the net.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>The stuff of fantasy, you say. A hockey rat&#8217;s<br \/>\n          wet dream transferred to  the fevered mind of an overworked presidential<br \/>\n          candidate? Believe it or not, dear reader, the Dowbrigade saw the aforementioned<br \/>\n        play with his own eyes, yesterday, at the John F. Kennedy Municipal<br \/>\n        Hockey Arena in Manchester, New Hampshire.<\/p>\n<p>John Kerry was making a rather unorthodox campaign appearance at a<br \/>\n        charity game between the Bruins Legends and a team of local all-stars,<br \/>\n        at a fund raiser for Manchester fire fighters.&nbsp; <a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/jkbaumga\/\">Jessica<\/a> and<br \/>\n        the Dowbrigade had driven up from Boston expecting another boilerplate<br \/>\n        campaign<br \/>\n        speech in front of a bunch of firemen and high school students, salutes<br \/>\n        to a cheering crowd, some photo ops and then a quick dash to the motorcade<br \/>\n        to the next feverish stop. So when the Senator himself took to the ice<br \/>\n        in pads and uniform, skating effortlessly in graceful glides and sharp,<br \/>\n        ice-spraying turns, obviously ready to mix it up in the real game, we<br \/>\n        were moderately flabbergasted.<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/kerry1.jpg\" width=\"317\" height=\"450\" align=\"right\"><\/p>\n<p>What if he slips, lands on his ass, and makes a fool of himself in front<br \/>\n        of hundreds of voters and fans, the merciless hordes of the press, and<br \/>\n        through them millions of Americans watching the Presidential race heat<br \/>\n        up like a NASCAR showdown on a slippery track, waiting for the next meltdown,<br \/>\n        flameout, or fiery crash.<\/p>\n<p>Or worse, what if he pulls a ham string, twists an ankle, dislocates<br \/>\n        a shoulder or worse yet, actually breaks a leg (all too common occupancies<br \/>\n        for the aging weekend athlete)? Imagine aides pushing John Kerry around<br \/>\n        to all his campaign stops in a wheelchair! Would America vote for a wounded<br \/>\n        warrior? The Dowbrigade doubts it.<\/p>\n<p>So it was something of a gamble, letting the candidate out on the ice<br \/>\n        to mix it up with a highly varied collection of local high schoolers,<br \/>\n        University of New Hampshire varsity players, ex-Olympians of both sexes,<br \/>\n        and of<br \/>\n        course, the Bruins legends, including Ray Bourque, Ken Hodge Sr., Ken<br \/>\n        Hodge Junior, Cam Neely, Bob Sweeney and Rick Middleton, all names to<br \/>\n        be reckoned with from the dimly remembered infancy of my life as a Boston<br \/>\n        sports fan. <\/p>\n<p>And yet the candidate was obviously having the time of his life. He<br \/>\n        was smiling and cheering and waving his arms, hugging friend and foe<br \/>\n        alike, and yet clearly super-competitive, desperately wanting his team<br \/>\n        to win even this meaningless, pick-up charity fundraiser game.&nbsp;He<br \/>\n        was like a big goofy kid out there on the ice, but he did not look out<br \/>\n        of place.<\/p>\n<p> It<br \/>\n        was a refreshing new insight on a candidate whose prepackaged TV commercials<br \/>\n        make him look like nothing so much as all the other candidates whose<br \/>\n        commercials are running concurrently on the other channels.&nbsp; All<br \/>\n        dressed in variations of the same uniform, all plugging basically the<br \/>\n        same message<br \/>\n        &#8211; trust me, I will defend your rights, together we can win back America<br \/>\n        from the domestic bad guys and defend it from the foreign bad guys. They<br \/>\n        are about as varied as the boxes of dry cereal stacked in the breakfast<br \/>\n        aisle of the local supermarket; at first glance a cornucopia of different<br \/>\n        colors, flavors and shapes, but in the final analysis all basically sugar<br \/>\n        and air in a cardboard box.<\/p>\n<p>The most striking thing was how Kerry carried himself with the grace<br \/>\n        and physical self-confidence of the natural athlete. It has been quite<br \/>\n        some times since we have had a real athlete in the White House. Ford<br \/>\n        played golf, with disastrous results, Poppy Bush supposedly played<br \/>\n        tennis, and his son seems to be constantly running either for or from<br \/>\n        something, but both Bushes seem more like sloggers than stars.<\/p>\n<p>We need to go back to Kennedy to find a national leader so identified<br \/>\n        with sports and physical activity.&nbsp; In addition to hockey (Kerry<br \/>\n        made varsity in prep school and at Yale) the Senator is a rabid<br \/>\n        windsurfer, as evidenced by the free copies of the oversized, ulta-glossy<br \/>\n        Windsurfer Magazine featuring you-know who on the cover and an<br \/>\n        article entitled &quot;The Windsurfer Who Could Be President.&quot;<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/winsurf.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"365\" align=\"left\"><\/p>\n<p>Will Middle America buy a preppy jock as President? Don&#8217;t we already<br \/>\n        have a preppy jock as president?&nbsp; Good questions, both.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p>There<br \/>\n        are some eerie similarities between Sen. Kerry and the man he wants to<br \/>\n        replace.&nbsp; Indeed, outside the JFK Arena was a charmingly eccentric<br \/>\n        political activist in a huge sandwich-board sign on which was written<br \/>\n        &quot;Bush and Kerry: Secret Fraternity Brothers in a Blood Pact to Defraud<br \/>\n        America&quot; and making multiple references to the myriad connections between<br \/>\n        the Bush and Kerry families and the shadowy Skull and Bones bond they<br \/>\n        do share. <\/p>\n<p>Be that as it may, there is clearly a difference in the nature of the<br \/>\n        athleticism of the two men. Bush may know his way around a tennis court,<br \/>\n        but he clearly seemed more in his element in the owner&#8217;s box of his Texas<br \/>\n        Rangers than on the field.&nbsp; Kerry, again and again, has us seeing<br \/>\n        afterimages in our mind&#8217;s eye, of the Kennedy&#8217;s playing touch football<br \/>\n        on the Cape, or Jack lounging on his sailboat. Not only at play either.<br \/>\n        The video of a young John Kerry sauntering through clearings in Vietnam,<br \/>\n        with that same unconscious athletic lope, his M-16 swinging comfortably<br \/>\n        at the end of his long arm unavoidably brings to mind the shots of JFK<br \/>\n        at the helm of PT 109, worn and tan and savagely handsome, adored by<br \/>\n        the men whose lives he held in his hands.<\/p>\n<p>Bush, for all his Ivy pedigree and relaxed good looks (the man does<br \/>\n        look good in a flight jacket), reminds nobody of Jack Kennedy.&nbsp; Kerry,<br \/>\n        at least potentially, seems capable of capturing some of that old Camelot<br \/>\n        magic, to convince a significant portion of the nation that he represents<br \/>\n        that which is best in them, and in this country: A gifted, privileged<br \/>\n        son of the royal class, who chooses to dedicate himself to the causes<br \/>\n        and crusades of the common people. We long for nothing so much as a King<br \/>\n        who passes as a Commoner.<\/p>\n<p>What this has to do with athleticism is not entirely clear, even to<br \/>\n        the Dowbrigade, but we&#8217;ve come this far so lets try to wrap this up by<br \/>\n       wandering back to the point. In any roundup of the Democratic field, Kerry<br \/>\n        clearly comes out on top in terms of athleticism and incipient jockdom.&nbsp; Consider<br \/>\n        the competition.<\/p>\n<p>Howard Dean gives the impression that the closest he ever got to organized<br \/>\n        sports was a rousing game of Ultimate Frisbee back in college.&nbsp; Dennis<br \/>\n        Kucinich looks like he would break a wrist if he tried to swing a ping-pong<br \/>\n        paddle.&nbsp; Wesley<br \/>\n        Clark looks to be in pretty good shape and could conceivably be called<br \/>\n        a sportsman, if you consider calisthenics a sport. Edwards, unfortunately, looks (and acts) as though he&#8217;d be more at home in a cheerleader&#8217;s uniform than in a quarterback&#8217;s shoulderpads. Joe Lieberman and<br \/>\n        Al Sharpton would have probably been neck and neck for absolute last<br \/>\n        kid<br \/>\n        picked on the playground for dodgeball, with the nod going to Lieberman<br \/>\n        on the endemic influence of racial stereotype.<\/p>\n<p>It was good to see the leading candidate taking the time and physical<br \/>\n        risk of playing a game and relaxing with friends at a time like this.&nbsp; Surely<br \/>\n        the physical and mental benefits alone make it a worthwhile waste of<br \/>\n        his time, but there may be fringe political benefits as well. As far<br \/>\n        as the Dowbrigade is concerned, anything that makes these guys more human<br \/>\n        and less robotic makes me more likely to take them seriously.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Quickly sweeping across the blue line in efficient churning strides, Ray Bourque looked down ice for another blue jersey in a promising offensive position.&nbsp; As he had done so many times for Boston Bruins he found a narrow momentarily open &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2004\/01\/25\/the-sporting-life\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1443],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1997","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-esl-links"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1997","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1997"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1997\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1997"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1997"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1997"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}