Archive for May, 2011
After months of anticipation, the UEFA Champions League produced a dazzling final between two of the best professional soccer teams in the world – Barcelona FC and Manchester United. About 300 million people watched it. I was not one. My granddaughter had other ideas, and it ended up a memorable lesson in priorities.
I have written several blogs about the UEFA Champions League and have followed the tournament closely, especially the Round of 16. It’s a terrific format – the winners of Europe’s best professional leagues come together for an eight-month super tournament. Since it draws the best players from around the world, the quality is very high and the pressure higher. It culminated Saturday with a one-game final in London’s Wembley Stadium, featuring two of the most popular teams in the world and drawing a far bigger global broadcast audience than the Super Bowl.
I was hugely looking forward to kicking back and soaking in the spectacle. In addition, I could watch it at our Northern California cabin. Though my wife and I had planned to take two grandchildren to the mountains for the weekend, I figured they’d understand my need to watch this one game.
Unfortunately, one child got Chickenpox, so my wife remained behind. I went ahead and took my 10-year-old granddaughter, Kaya. I mean, how tough could it be to persuade one little girl to let me watch one game? Besides, she played soccer and should want to watch the world’s best players, right? In retrospect, I guess her hot pink soccer shoes should have been a tipoff – or the in-depth conversation about world religions on our drive up. Obviously this girls is way smarter (and cuter) than the average 10-year-old.
So about the time Wayne Rooney of United scored to make it 1-1 and I was jumping off the couch, Kaya was losing interest. I turned and asked what she thought of the goal. She said:
“Can we please go hiking, grandpa?”
Kaya didn’t care about the Champions League; she wanted me to be her champion.
Dozens of excuses shot through my mind. It was unseasonably cold, cloudy with occasional showers, the dog would get muddy, and … well, you get the picture. I glanced at Kaya smiling at me, looked up at United celebrating on TV, and came to one of those humbling life lessons on what really matters.
No offense to Wayne Rooney, but he won’t be top-of-mind on my deathbed. Sir Alex Ferguson isn’t managing my life, just Manchester United. Lionel Messi may be the best world football player, but he’s not my child’s child.
I looked down at Kaya, turned off the TV and said, “Yeah, let’s go hiking.”
So about the time Messi was putting Barca ahead, 2-1, with an amazing left-footed shot just outside the penalty box, Kaya and I were walking along a beautiful recreation lake booting pine cones. About the time David Villa brilliantly looped one into the top right corner for a commanding 3-1 Barca lead, we were sitting on a bench eating a delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwich her mom made for us. And about the time Barcelona’s players were hoisting the UEFA championship trophy, she was explaining to me the nuances of “The Bachelorette” TV show along a tree-lined trail.
Later that night, I laid in bed thinking about choices. For years I was a sports writer and editor at several U.S. newspapers, but went into corporate communications to spend more time with my family. Even getting into sports was a big deal for me, since I started as a news writer and still think of myself as a journalist more than fan. Heck, my son knows more stats than I do these days.
It’s easy to pay attention when making major decisions, because they demand your consideration. But when it comes to life choices, the little ones often make the biggest difference.
Lionel Messi is a special, talented and driven competitor.* But compared with Kaya, he was just another TV athlete this Saturday. Why? Because instead of watching Messi break down United’s defense, I got to watch Kaya get past mine. The result was a wonderful afternoon hiking along a mountain lake with a very interesting young woman.
Now about that Bachelorette format…
* Messi has been named FIFA’s World Player of the Year and World Pro Player of the Year twice. In addition, he was named the top player in the two most prestigious tournaments the past year – the FIFA World Cup (for national team Argentina) and UEFA Champions League. Oh, and he’s only 23…