You
all know I am a Clemson fan. Die hard, blood runs orange kind of fan. My Dad
played football at Clemson and I was taught from birth where my loyalties must
lie. But, I will tell you that I am huge fan of the new quarterback for
the USC Gamecocks. I love his story.
If
you don’t know, Ryan Hillinski is a true freshman who has been thrown (no pun
intended for a quarterback) into the spotlight due to the season ending injury
of the starting senior QB. Ryan is from California, a long way from SC, and
comes from a family of athletes. Ryan’s older brother, Tyler, was the starting
quarterback for Washington State. Without any signs of depression or sadness,
Tyler Hillinski committed suicide in his family’s home in January of 2018. The
Hillinski family, while devastated over the loss of their beloved Tyler, began Hilinski’s Hope- a charity that promotes mental health
awareness and reducing the stigma among college athletes. They even recently
scattered some of Tyler’s ashes on the island of Kauai (which touched me as it
is a part of our school theme). Ryan’s
parents, emotionally unable to live in their family home after Tyler’s death
there, made the decision to move to Columbia to be closer to Ryan and be able
to follow his career at USC.
If you follow college football, Ryan was forced
into play after starting QB Jake Bentley was hurt. He had a rhythmic first
start against Charleston Southern impressing USC fans and quite frankly
worrying USC opponents. He had a decent game in a loss against #2 ranked power
house Alabama. Yet, this Saturday, his team played Missouri and they did not
fare as well as they had the previous two weeks. I was in Clemson and didn’t
watch the game, but saw some of the reactions on Twitter.
I woke up Sunday to some harshness and criticism
yielded towards The State newspaper when they published an article entitled
“Hillinski Hope Sinks”. When I first read the Twitter criticism I, too, was
upset that a reporter would use the title of the Hillinski family’s foundation
as a “cute” way to describe a bad game for the QB. As a side note, this is a
part of sports and social media that upset me badly. It hurts my mommy heart
how mean folks can be hiding behind the screen of a computer. I felt, like many
others, that the reporter should be accountable as well as the newspaper. I was
outraged that the reporter would use the name of a heart filled, sensitive
organization to describe a game.
Then I got to thinking some more. I am daily
criticized. I face criticism every single day either face to face, over the
phone, via email, on social media, and mostly behind my back. Sometimes that
criticism is warranted. Shockingly, I am human, and not a robot, and do make
mistakes. Many times, I am criticized for things out of my control-traffic on
the road in front of school, a bus issue, state rules and regulations, etc. But
most of my criticism comes when dealing with an issue that I had nothing to do
with to begin with. So with that perspective I began thinking differently about
the writer of the newspaper article. While I didn’t like the title of his
article, I didn’t retweet it. I wrote an email to the author of the article
about growth. I wrote to him about making mistakes, how to learn from them, how
to go about fixing them, and how to make sure you don’t make them again. I also
gave some advice about thick skin-because he’s going to need it in the next few
weeks. I then made a donation, albeit small-I am an educator, to Hillinski’s
Hope. I didn’t hide my criticism. I went to the source and told the
truth-kindly, nicely, and with grace. I sure wish the entire world did the
same. Maybe we can start. Maybe we can model that for each other, our students, and our community.
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