Our Big Cat Stadium, Morris MN |
I asked "isn't Morris basically a small, quiet and safe rural
community?" In other words, shouldn't that be a selling point for the
community? Shouldn't we frown about so many cotton pickin' citations
being given out?
Our political leaders usually try to walk a fine line with law
enforcement. They know the aim of law enforcement is to keep us safe.
They also must be sure law enforcement doesn't become an onerous and
oppressive presence. The same applies to "security" personnel at public
places.
I remember the night of the first-ever high school football game at
Big Cat Stadium. As I recall, the Tigers were playing Minnewaska Area.
Our community leaders must have had some delusions of grandeur about the
place. They felt they had to chase away any people who might be able to
get a glimpse of the field without having to pay. I found right away
getting such a glimpse was easy. You can get an excellent view of
the field from the south sidewalk leading from the P.E. Center.
I was making my evening rounds on bicycle. I went to the stadium
not as a freeloading fan because my intent was to just "check it out,"
to be there maybe ten minutes maximum. I'm sure my main purpose that
night was to stop by Westwood Apartments and check on a friend who was
dealing with Parkinson's.
I parked my bike and headed over to that sidewalk to see what a
high school football game would look like at the new field. Obviously
there are no restrictions to access to that sidewalk on a normal day. As
an aside, allow me to recall that this sidewalk got used less after the
RFC opened. No longer could you enter the P.E. Center for a basketball
game at the south entrance. Then-coach Jim Severson told me why, as if
I'd have trouble figuring it out. "They want you to see the RFC," he
told me. This would be accomplished through use of the north entrance.
The urgency for everyone to "see the RFC" was of course a selling job.
Anyway, that south sidewalk (on the north side of the field of
course) affords a surprisingly good view of the field. I'm surprised the
facility was designed this way. On day #1 for high school football, the
powers that be determined they needed to keep an eye on the sidewalk
and possibly other perches.
Who were "the powers that be?"
Because Big Cat is a joint project, involving not just UMM, we
can't answer that question automatically. Big Cat Stadium has the feel
of being part of the UMM campus. But the public school is equally
involved. So we can't be sure who makes some of the decisions. That's a
drawback to a "cooperative" arrangement. A town leader told me once that
the state's leaders were giddy about the cooperative example being set
by our Big Cat Stadium.
I should insert that this time of year (winter), Big Cat sits there for months being good for absolutely nothing.
I was standing on the sidewalk just prior to the start of that
first-ever prep game. Along comes a young man, looking like a UMM
student and wearing a sweatshirt or T-shirt with a reference to Big Cat
Stadium on the front. "Hello," he says. I turn, face him and rather
self-consciously return the greeting. I'm not certain his "hello" was an
innocent or well-intentioned one. Not wanting to assume the worst, I
said "hello" back to him in a heartfelt way. But it couldn't end there.
"Are you here for the game?" he asked. I answered that I was just
stopping by to get a look at the spread. I then got the impression I was
illegal. On a public sidewalk. He kept walking past me, not pausing to
make meaningful interaction, and retorted something to the effect that
"we don't want people watching the game from here."
OK, who is "we?"
I felt like tracking down good ol' Chuck Grussing and sharing my
views on this experience. I didn't at the time. Eventually I had
occasion to speak to the genial and now-retired Mr. Grussing. Did he
really have to retire when he did? The circumstances under which I spoke
to him were novel. It was at a time when I was attempting one of my
occasional "comebacks" as a distance runner. I made the mistake of being
out running on the day of the Tinman Triathlon in April. This can cause
confusion. I saw a "water station" and immediately realized I probably
shouldn't be out running. I wasn't a participant.
Finally I stopped running when I got out to the bypass. Chuck
Grussing was positioned out there in connection with the Tinman. So we
chatted a little. I told him my little story about my experience on that
first-ever night for high school football at Big Cat. I had felt
offended. This young man who accosted me on that night was a volunteer
on behalf of some public entity. I got the impression as I talked with
Grussing that it wasn't UMM campus security. He said that as far as he
knew, "the college doesn't care" about some fans watching from that
sidewalk or anywhere else outside the complex, for the UMM football
games. He couldn't make such an assertion about the high school games.
So he seemed to be implying that the high school enacted some sort
of policy, which would mean Mary Holmberg, the then-athletic director,
was most likely involved. I could see Mary doing that.
Here's the problem though: A person who has an unpleasant
experience on the UMM campus is probably going to hold UMM responsible.
This is one of the problems of "cooperative" ownership and operation of
an athletic venue.
There is no evidence today that anyone gets "chased" from that
sidewalk during any kind of football game. In fact, I'm guessing that
the night of my annoying experience may have been the only time they
even attempted it.
I asked Chuck why UMM or the high school couldn't install tarp
along the fence on the north side of the field, so as to prevent any
"free" viewing. He seemed to think the issue was really just a
non-issue, no big deal.
I have gone back and forth with my feelings about Big Cat Stadium. I
was a skeptic at first. There are strong political pressures in Morris
to be totally positive about it. There is a relatively new issue in our
broader society that could put a cloud over this facility. The
consciousness of football's horrible health consequences for its players
has risen dramatically.
For the time being, the sport seems stable. But there are rumblings
below the surface. Football will literally die without its feeder
system with America's youth. More and more pressures are coming down
from the medical community. A strong consensus is building that youth
shouldn't be involved in football until age 14. And where do we go from
there? Kids who don't play football 'til 14 might develop other
interests. I pray they do.
I wondered before the current pro and college season whether I
could get myself to watch less football. I was worried that the old
habit of feeling attracted to the game would cause me to break down, to
dismiss my good judgment. I can now report the results: I was successful
in watching far less football! So I'm happy. I only checked
occasionally out of curiosity to see if certain teams were "up" or
"down."
I had absolutely no emotional investment in the game anymore. I got
more emotional reading about how the U of M jettisoned $800,000 to get
out of playing a home-and-home series with University of North Carolina.
Maybe the 'U' people got the North Carolina football team confused with
the basketball team.
Our U of M people would be prescient if they would just start
backing away from football. Instead we hear the standard talk of how "we
need to be more competitive" etc.
No, let's start putting football aside. As much as many of us swear
we'll continue enjoying football, how it's as American as apple pie
etc., it's really out of our hands. There are forces far more powerful
here, namely the insurance companies and lawyers.
Many of us get annoyed by seat belt citations which can seem like
overzealous law enforcement. But the powers that be insist, emotionally,
that such enforcement is necessary to promote safety. We are a society
trying to eliminate all risk, which is a philosophical matter I could
expound upon in another post. So we also hear the refrain from some
about how armed guards are necessary at all the nation's schools. Ron
Paul totally shakes his head. He is an outlier sometimes with his blunt
wisdom. He says simply that total safety and security are unattainable,
and it would be bad to give the state such absolute power to be out and
about with firearms.
Football will die because we don't want to see an appreciable
segment of U.S. males begin to develop cognitive issues when in their
50s. They'll develop dependence for one thing. In a time when medical
science is miraculously extending lifespans, we need to ensure people
can maintain optimum health for as long as possible.
And no one is going to remember you were on a football team that beat Montevideo 20-12 twenty years ago.
I decided to sing the praises of Big Cat Stadium for a while, but I
won't anymore. I'll be dismissed (again) as a contrarian. So be it.
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com
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