Competition is an amazing thing.
No matter our age, gender or religion we can all relate to it. Whether it is via a ball, a book or a relationship there are times in our lives where we strive to simply compete.
And it can do weird things to us that take decades to explain.
Flying back from Dallas to LA I finished watching the Magic vs Bird HBO documentary. It was fascinating to watch how driven each of them were and what specifically drove them to mastery in basketball. Sure, they were self-motivated but they each had a drive to maximize their potential. Both Larry and Erving believed that their work ethic would give them a leg up when their teams faced each other and each off-season that drive led them to their local gymnasium, playground or asphalt court.
As athletes, competition drives us to work harder, longer. Competition pushes us to new heights and beyond traditional comfort zones.
This past weekend I hosted the first 2012 Elite 11 workout at Cowboys Stadium in Dallas, Texas. It was an epic environment as quarterbacks from 17 different states arrived in Jerry’s World to prove to themselves, each other and our staff that they were the best signal caller in the nation.
As the camp began, Cowboy’s QB Tony Romo addressed the student-athletes about the importance of hard work. Following that message was Elite 11 head coach Trent Dilfer, as he challenged them to be relentless in their pursuit of a competitive edge. All 64 alpha males were focused, determined and jacked up for this opportunity in front of their peers, ESPN and others.
Sitting on my flight back to the home of the Elite 11 finals I began to think back to what I felt like at 17 years old growing up in Dalton, Pennsylvania. Our goal, on the hot asphalt or torn up gridiron, was simple—compete to be the best—and that competition was an addiction.
Prior to Christmas break in 1999 I got called into our athletic directors office. Tom Parry, who also doubled as our basketball coach since we were 6 years old sat me down and had a massive smile on his face.
“Yogi, you were just named Pennsylvania’s Defensive player of the year…”
In our town of no stoplights and less than 2500 people it seemed like a big deal to him and others. As word spread in Dalton the handshakes and celebratory hugs were nice and my friends thought it was cool that a sign went up at the firehouse and on the front windows of local businesses. But I never really enjoyed it. Truth be told, I couldn’t stop thinking about the other 49 states and those award winners. I kept working, kept running, kept competing.
As the Elite 11 staff pushed 64 quarterbacks this past weekend inside the greatest venue in modern-day sports, the best part was not how well these student-athletes threw the dig route after a 7 step drop with a hitch, but it was how much fun each signal caller had competing, as their demeanor illustrated their passion around the art of competition.
So as the Elite 11 season kicks off and we begin our tour around the nation in search of the top 11 competitors, one thing is certain.
Competition does amazing things…and if you don’t believe me take a moment and think back to a childhood memory…or just ask Magic, Bird or one of the 64 QBs who were in Dallas.