"No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which is true." - Nathaniel Hawthorne
"O.J. like, 'I'm not black, I'm O.J.' Okay." - Jay-Z
It always feels like the intersection of sports, race and politics is something new, but, of course, it stretches behind all of us.
The first football stadium I ever went to was named for Jack Trice. He was the first African-American to play football at Iowa State. In his second collegiate game, on October 6, 1923, he faced the Gophers at Northrop Field in Minneapolis.
The night before the game, he wrote these words: "My thoughts just before the first real college game of my life: The honor of my race, family & self is at stake. Everyone is expecting me to do big things. I will! My whole body and soul are to be thrown recklessly about the field tomorrow. Every time the ball is snapped, I will be trying to do more than my part. On all defensive plays I must break through the opponents' line and stop the play in their territory. Beware of mass interference. Fight low, with your eyes open and toward the play. Watch out for crossbucks and reverse end runs. Be on your toes every minute if you expect to make good. Jack."
The game was vicious and afterwards Trice was taken to a hospital. He had broken his collarbone in the first half and was stomped on by several players on a roll block in the second half. Doctors examined him and sent him home on the team bus. He died two days later from internal bleeding.
I never knew that story when I was a kid.
I just knew that Jack Trice Stadium was where I went and watched Iowa State play football. I never knew about Michael Jordan's politics, or lack thereof, when I was growing up, either. I learned about them later as his influence over my point of view diminished and others took his place. Maybe it diminished because I grew to view him as apolitical. A brand without a conscious.