I heard a very funny bit my Michael Felger on the Sports Hub here in Boston last week in which a caller asked whether he would rather invade the body of Tom Brady or Tim Tebow. There was a lot of chatter about homes (one for starving children the other some 25k foot spread in LA), about Super Bowl rings, and about the supermodel wife. In the end dealing with Gisele swung the vote into Tebow land. But even that was something of a back-handed compliment.
During the game Saturday night I took great pleasure in watching Tim get his ass handed to him by the home team. My lovely wife was upset because she felt sorry for Tebow. I was all for the Brady/Belichick onslaught.
“Why do we hate Tebow so much?” is a fair question. The Wall Street Journal tried to answer that this week, “The Secrets of Tebow Hatred.”
In the same sense, most males look at Mr. Tebow and see a virtuous rebuke to our own limitations and imperfections. If we were 24, single, supremely athletic, enormously wealthy and adored by millions of young women, how many could still wear Tim Tebow’s “purity ring?”
No doubt Tim does many, many good things. Before getting manhandled by Brady & Co. he spent time with a young man from my children’s school who was in a tragic football accident which has left the young player paralyzed and brain damaged. Right actions are certainly to be applauded. It’s just the fervor of the Christianity that rubs me the wrong way. Specially at a time in our country’s history where so many are taking religion and making it the centerpiece of politics. I am a strong believer in the power of faith too but my version is based on tolerance and an understanding that being Born Again doesn’t mean that all other paths to the Promised Land are inferior.
I guess maybe Tim found that out Saturday night.
And if you really want to understand the Tebow hatred you just have to go to the source document of all things popular culture, SNL: