You probably won't be surprised if I confess to you that I don't follow sports. Except, that is, for the Florida State University Seminoles. I love my 'Noles. I may have attended seven (count 'em, seven) institutions of higher learning, and I may have only spent three quarters at FSU, but I love FSU.Saturday morning, after listening to "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me," I left the radio on while cutting up berries for the afternoon's picnic with friends. I was fascinated to hear the story on "It's Only a Game" of Myron Rolle, FSU graduate, new draft choice by the Tennessee Titan, and Rhodes scholar!
It seems that every football player I hear being interviewed, regardless of race, creed, ethnicity, regardless of whether he grew up in the Deep South, the midwest, or the northeast—each with its own distinctive speech patterns—cannot speak well. Some can't seem to put sentences together. Some can't elucidate a thought clearly. Some can't tell the difference between "I" and "me".
Any person who is a role model to young people should strive to live a good life. I'll admit that's far more important than knowing the difference between "lie" and "lay". However, I also wish more emphasis was put on grammar and speech. Myron Rolle has it in spades!
This young man already has a foundation set up to help needy children and families. His goal, after playing in the NFL, is to become a neurosurgeon. He speaks beautiful, is brilliantly intelligent, and seems to have his head on straight and his life together.
May the fame that's coming his way slide smoothly over his head and not affect his resolve. And may that beautiful brain not get pounded into smithereens on the football field!
Keep up the good work, Mr. Rolle!
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