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The extraordinary life of an ordinary man is remembered
By Matt Reid, Collegian columnist
April 28, 2004
The extraordinary life of an ordinary man
The world of professional sports is filled with larger-than-life figures. Professional athletes have come to represent epic figures in our society, both literally and figuratively. Yao Ming, of the Houston Rockets, stands 7 feet, 6 inches tall. Ted Washington, of the Oakland Raiders, weighs 365 pounds. And while Alex Rodriguez may look like a regular person, the $252 million contract that he signed in 2000 as a member of the Texas Rangers was anything but ordinary.
Then, there's Pat Tillman.
Tillman is a former safety with the Arizona Cardinals. He turned down a three-year, $3.6 million contract in May 2002 to join the elite Army Rangers. According to their Web site,
www.ranger.org, the Rangers are "an infantry force whose soldiers serve as shock troops, raiders and commandos who strike behind enemy lines. Every Ranger volunteers for the duty and must pass rigorous physical tests to serve."
Tillman decided to enlist, along with his brother, Kevin, a former minor league baseball prospect in the Cleveland Indians organization.
I had heard of Pat Tillman before he enlisted with the Rangers, but I didn't know much about his character. I knew of his abilities on the football field, but knew little about what kind of man he was. Then I heard the news that he was leaving pro football to fight overseas. It was one of the most selfless things I had heard of coming out of pro sports in quite some time. It was a shock to me, and to many other sports fan. But for some reason, I knew he'd return one day and get back to playing the game he loved. After all, he was invincible, right?
Then I hear the news last Thursday that Pat Tillman had been killed in action in Afghanistan, almost two years after he enlisted with the Rangers. He was 27.
At first, I didn't know how to react. I was saddened, of course. I was also a little angry. Then I felt proud. I was proud that I lived in a country that could produce a man such as Pat Tillman. I felt proud that I lived in a country that Pat Tillman considered good enough to fight, and ultimately die, for.
Tillman died in a war that many people don't support. However, you don't have to support the war in order to support Tillman himself. Partisan politics is not the issue. The issue for Tillman was that by joining the Rangers, he could support this country better than he could by playing football.
Following the Sept. 11 attacks, Tillman said, "I was dumbfounded by everything that was going on. In times like this, you think about how good we have it and what kind of a system we live under, what freedoms we are allowed. A lot of my family has gone and fought in wars and I haven't really done a damn thing as far as laying myself on the line like that." So Tillman laid himself on the line, and died fighting for his country.
Was his death unfortunate? Absolutely - the world needs more people like Pat Tillman in it. But was his death in vain? Absolutely not. His death proved that democracy is worth fighting for, even if you don't believe in every decision made by those in charge. His death made us all reconsider what it means to be an American.
In a world of athletes who are all talk and no action, Tillman was the complete opposite. He never gave a real explanation for his decision to join the Rangers. He didn't want the public to make a big deal out of an ordinary man going off and fighting in the war, when so many ordinary men fight and die each day. He didn't charge onto the battlefield like a madman, trying to kill as many Afghanis as possible; he simply upped and left to defend his country in the best way he knew how.
If Pat Tillman were watching, he most likely would disapprove of the proposed plan to dedicate the entire upcoming NFL season to him. And he certainly would object to columns such as this, which make him out to be a hero. However, it's impossible to describe Pat Tillman without using some hyperbole. He is not a hero because he was an extraordinary man. He is a hero because he was an ordinary man that did extraordinary things. His heroism has nothing to do with his death, but with his life.
In a world of bloated contracts and steroid-filled muscles, Tillman embodied everything that is good about professional sports, and he did it without saying a word. He never demanded more money and he never violated a team policy. He never did anything that would make himself stand out on his team, except play hard.
He never tried to be a hero on the battlefield, either. He went about his business with quiet dignity and unquestioned honor, never letting his own intrinsic desires dictate his decisions. Tillman's death moved grown men, such as my father, to tears not because the death itself was so heroic, but because his life was so overwhelming.
Pat Tillman's unassuming nature made him seem ordinary, but in reality he was anything but. The fact that he was ordinary is exactly what made him stand out. It's what made him taller than Yao Ming, and it was what made him richer than A-Rod. It's what made him a true hero.
"Retreat, hell! We just got here!"-Captain Lloyd Williams, 2nd Marine Division, Belleau Wood, France, WWI
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