The sports world seems to be quite divided on Michael Sam
coming out of the closet. My take; a
total brave and ballsy move on his part.
Sam showed the NFL and the world in general that he is a young man of high
courage and integrity. I’m not saying
that because he’s gay. I’m saying that because he came out before he got paid,
before he got drafted. Unfortunately,
the consensus is that this is going to hurt his draft position and future
earnings greatly. That is not only quite
possible, but quite probable. That’s why I admire him for doing it. Sam in
essence said. This is who I am, this is what you get. I have to admire that. He’s an athlete being true to himself and to
his future team and fans upfront. There
had to be a first. That’s him. But he’s
not the first gay NFL player. He’s the first to be honest about it before or
during his career. Jerry Smith and Esera
Tuaolo predate Sam as does I suspect dozens, if not more, closeted players in pro
sports right now and countless more over the NFL’s history. It had to happen sometime. But Sam will be
the first openly gay NFL player. The thing is gays have already played in every
sport and probably hold records and stand in their respective Halls of Fame. But fear
of rejection, ridicule and their livelihood and legacy has prevented them from
being “out.” Even in retirement.
Major League Baseball has had its share of gay
ballplayers. Nary have any come out, and
the one that comes to mind came out after his career ended. I’m talking about Glenn
Burke specifically.
That’s about it. The pickings are pretty thin. What should
that tell you? There’s only been one gay player in baseball history? Hardly, there
are and have been and will be gay baseball players. Gay baseball players are
terrified that being true to themselves about who they are would be a disaster
and most certainly cause rejection from their owners, teammates and fans. On
top of that it would seriously open themselves for ridicule, bullying and a
serious reduction in their earnings.
Gay rumors have abounded over the years. Johnny Bench, Sandy
Koufax, Mike Piazza, Art Shamsky, Gerald Williams and Clint Hurdle have all
heard the whispers and the rumors (none of which were substantiated). Piazza
being the latest was forced to call a press conference to dispel the rumors.
Sad but true, but it’s a serious matter.
A gay player in the locker room would just be pandemonium. A pair of homosexual eyes scanning his naked
or undressing team mates body? That would be scandalous, a violation of the man
code. Unheard of! The gay player wouldn’t
be able to control himself. That’s just a cauldron for trouble. Well guess what? It has happened. It is
probably happening right now, this year and in the future. According to studies, approximately ten
percent of the adult population is homosexual.
On opening day there will be 750 players on the rosters of the MLB’s 30
teams. Using that same equation that would
mean there are possibly up to 75 gay players statistically currently in
baseball. It’s not that exact, let’s drop it to say 1/5 of the world wide
average and say 2 percent. That would be 15 players on major league rosters
across MLB. That’s not counting managers, coaching staffs, clubhouse staff or
even reporters and press. There are gay
men and women in the locker room every day. The world hasn’t ended and it won’t
end anytime soon, at least for that reason.
How do I know? I’ve
lived it. I’m gay and I have been in locker rooms dozens of times. Now, despite
what players, the media and fans say, the least sexy place on the planet is a
professional sports locker room before or after a game. Sure there are naked
bodies and showers and all that, but there are smells, twenty five players,
five to ten coaches and depending on the night, up to thirty to thirty five
reporters crammed into a small space in an effort to get sound and stories
about the game. Not only is it not sexy,
if you are gay, like me, it’s terrifying.
I just wanted to do my job. I didn’t want to catch a peek at Howard
Johnson, or Gregg Jefferies or Rick Cerone, I wanted to get some interesting sound
and get my butt home. Did my bosses know I was gay? No. I wasn’t “out” then. Like
in baseball and football there is just as much prejudice about gay
sportscasters from other sportscasters, or at least there was back then. Now, actually I worked for some really good
people at The Talking Yellow Book and Sports phone, but I believe there might
have been some trepidation on their part about sending me to games…..just ….you
know….in case something happened. Well,
nothing ever happened, nor will it EVER happen.
The locker room is not a shy place. It’s a place where the
players are at home. It’s their domain.
I’ve seen Gregg Jefferies whine in the center of the clubhouse naked, I
had Bobby Bonilla get Jay Horowitz to toss me out for asking an innocent
question, I had Tim Bogar recognize me from an episode of Ricki Lake and
perhaps the strangest thing I ever saw was Darryl Strawberry vying for
attention by standing off to the side of a group of reporters talking to Frank
Viola buck naked and leaning on a bat about three feet to the right of where Viola and the swarm stood. No apparent reason comes to mind aside for a
grab for attention. No idea. I didn’t care. I got my sound and I bolted, keeping
my eyes navel high or above the whole time. About this same time that I was all “Business”
women reporters were just being accepted into the locker room. I’m sure there were
some complaints from players and coaches and most certainly from other
reporters, but I wasn’t aware of any.
Women reporters were subject to the same sights, smells and spectacles
that we all were. Every woman I worked
with was business-like and professional. I actually sympathized. Being a woman held and
probably still holds pitfalls in a locker room that a closeted gay man like me (at the time)
wouldn’t be subjected too. But, every
woman I stood near and next too was oblivious, I call it “Professionally
oblivious.” Susan Waldman was one of those women, totally professional and
efficient. She was just there to do a
job. Yet, I heard the rumors and the
stories the men reporters said about her behind her back. It’s never easy to
blaze new trails.
That’s what Michael Sam wants. That’s what any gay player
wants, the opportunity to play the game and do their job, without fear. They are doing it right now, but in secret,
terrified of discovery and living a life of lies in order to play ball, in
order to be accepted. That’s all going
to change. Thanks to Michael Sam. Sam had the guts and the bravery to open that
door and walk through. Little by little
he will be followed. He already is. As of this writing Jason Collins just took
the court last night as the first openly gay player in the NBA. (Collins
actually beat Sam to the punch, but Sam came out before his pro career even got
started.) Baseball will have its first
too. It’s just a matter of time. Over
the weekend I watched “42” again. I love that movie. It’s absolutely incredible
what Jackie Robinson went through breaking into MLB. The teasing, the bean balls,
the threats, some of his team mates organizing a petition to get Jackie off the
team, some of them refusing to shower with Robinson. I thought about Michael Sam, and then thought
about when the time comes that baseball has an “out” player. What will he go
through? I’d like to believe that it won’t be as bad because we have grown as a
society in 67 years. Still, it will be a long road to hoe. The longest journey starts with the first
steps, out and proud steps. Whoever this man will be, he will not be a gay
ballplayer. He will be a ballplayer who happens to be gay. Just I am a Met fan,
actor, comedian and retired sports reporter, who happens to be gay.
4 comments:
Great post my friend........
At some point, the average sports viewing public needs to realize that the athletes they are watching, are simply a product of their own society. In that, there are gay athletes. Just as there are athletes with crazy families, loving families, rich backgrounds, poor backgrounds, highly educated, and less educated..........
Its a shame that sexuality has to be made public......
I'm white, and I'm married to a black woman. Sounds like something that should mean nothing. However, people often make it something.
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I'm in the same boat as you, Ernest. We've never experienced outright prejudice, but what I call "benign racism" like when you both walk up together to the supermarket's deli counter and a person behind there asks one of us, "May I help you?" and another person asks the other, "May I help you?" without ever considering the possibility that we are there together :)
It's also interesting that sports (which is entertainment) is considered such a sacred cow when there have been gay entertainers "out" for decades. Why should sports be any different? Is it because competitiveness and winning is supposed to somehow be equated with being macho? I've got a news flash for Mets fans. If that's the case, then they have virtually an entire team of people needing to explain their lackluster performances :)
Since I was 13 years old I have been a baseball fan, I'm glad that gay baseball players in
major league baseball are coming out of the closet and I hope someday that there will be more
gay baseball players than heterosexual baseball players in major league baseball in the future.
Great article, Craig. Let's all hope for the day that such differences are taken in Full stride and deemed irrelevant in terms of anyone rendering prejudicial value judgments.
We all are....who we are...keep your judgments to yourself, folks. We'll all be much better for it. At the end of the day, we are all human, last time I checked. Love thy neighbor as thyself, I read in a certain book.
Jason Collins was an AWFUL offensive basketball player, that much I will say, having been a Nets fan :) No jump, no finesse, no shot, no quickness. But he made a decent career out of it anyway. Effective enough to start for a while.
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