No. Please no. Ricky, we need you, baby. Really, we do.
Maybe the Dolphins can win 6 games this year without Ricky Williams.
In case you hadn't heard, Ricky Williams, 27, star RB for the Miami Dolphins, has announced his retirement from the National Football League.
Let's be clear. I like Ricky Williams, and not just because he's an outstanding football player and a hard worker, but because he seems, by all accounts, to be a very intelligent, thoughtful, and fascinating person. Certainly not the stereotypical jock.
Both Ms. TP and I found his public battle with social anxiety disorder (and his apparent success in living with the condition), and the manner in which he expressed and carried himself, revealing and forthright.
Recently, Dan le Batard, a (frequently annoying but sometimes insightful) columnist for the Miami Herald, and a close friend of Mr. Williams, penned an article explaining that the Williams had purchased a 1974 Volkswagen passenger van (i.e., the Mystery Machine), and had driven it across the outback of Australia. Williams slept in the van. And he took the monthlong trip by himself.
Williams says:
"'People who are brave are the ones who face their fears, not the ones who pretend not to have any,'' Williams says. ``It's easy to put on a mask. It's hard to show your [rear]. Accept who you are. Life is hard enough without fighting yourself.
The first sentence resembles something an Israeli Nazi-hunter and teacher I once knew explained courage to me: 'anyone who says that courage is the absence of fear is wrong. Courage is not allowing one's fear to control.' And purveyors of TP may or may not be aware that TP is absolutely fascinated with masks, both physically and metaphysically. Being S. African by birth, I was always raised in homes adorned with (mostly) African masks. Ma TP has a wall of approximately 20-25 museum quality African masks(Bonus points to anyone who can identify the recent kick@ss movie the source for this line: "Any money in those--Incan burial masks?").
Plus, Nietzsche, a favorite of TP's wrote ad nauseum about masks and their significance. Frantz Fanon has some insights as well, in a conceptual sense.
In any case, the Rickster himself is fascinating, and I've always liked him. In announcing his retirement, he stated that "I was never strong enough to not play football, but I'm strong enough now."
I think that's a thoughtful, even if ultimately unconvincing to some, take on his decision. I understand Robert Smith felt similarly when he retired in 1998, as a free agent, fresh off of two consecutive Pro Bowl seasons.
So, I don't think any less of Ricky Williams as a person, acknowledging, of course, that I have never met the man.
But this doesn't bode well for the Dolphins. Disaster. Debacle. Sports catastrophe of biblical proportions (thanks to the greatest comic strip ever, Bloom County, for the line).