7.17.2006

You stay classy Bo Jackson...

So as someone who was never allowed to have Nintendo growing up, I never got to play with Bo Jackson in the famed 1987 video game "Tecmo Bowl". However, as one of Bo's biggest fans I've heard legends of his dominance. So this morning when I go to check out "Kissing Suzy Kolber," a very funny football blog, I was simply delighted to see that they had unearthed footage of a typical god-like Bo Jackson run. While this reminds me a lot of the video game recreation of the '86 World Series that was buzzing around the internet a few months ago, in that I don't really wanna know how long it took this guy to make the video, it still brings me great joy because it further cements Bo's status as a god among men.

This video clip prompted me to take some time to remind you all, or inform those of you who never initially knew, just what a superhuman Bo Jackson was. As a matter of fact, I have a theory that just as Achilles was only weak in his heels because that's where his mother, Thetis, was holding him when he was dipped into the river Styx as a baby, Bo was weak in the hip because that's where Mrs. Jackson was holding him when she dipped him in the very same river on November 30, 1962. Despite possessing the talent and athleticism to earn a spot in the single-digit crowd of individuals who have played two sports professionally, this mortal flaw eventually led to the earth-shattering hip injury that ended his career(s) and deprived us all of years and years of god-like feats.

To give those of you who don't know Bo like I know Bo, an idea of how monstrous he is- the guy was given the moniker "Bo" because he reminded people of a wild boar... as a 6 year old boy. He taught himself how to pole vault and throw a discus in one day. He famously threw out Harold Reynolds (of Baseball Tonight fame) on an absolute "Laser" to the catcher, flat footed from the warning track. He shattered bats over his knee and then cleaned his teeth with the splinters, made bare-handed one-hand catches, ran on walls like Spider-man and flattened would be tacklers with stiff-arms that would make Jerome Bettis weep.

At Syracuse, a few of my friends had a little something called the Wall of Man. It sat next to the beer pong table and it's purpose was to honor those whose blood was pure testosterone, men who discovered the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn. I'd like to continue that little tradition here and even though he's no mere mortal, I'm going to induct Bo Jackson as the first member of the Dishonest Male Perspective Proverbial Wall of Man.

Bo knows geeky video-gamers who spend time creating internet clips that perpetuate the legends of famous athletes.

1 Comments:

At 7/18/2006 10:33 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bo Knows.
Bo Nose.
Bo Nos.
BoNos.
Bono.
Sweeeeet.

 

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