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The bombings at the Boston Marathon on Monday tragically killed 3 people and injured hundreds. Play Like a Champion Today Associate Director, Damian Kearney ran the race. He offers his insight on the day's events.
I ran the Boston Marathon on Monday. I ran through
some of the most beautiful towns in America, I reunited with old friends I
haven’t seen in years, and I got to participate in the premiere event for the
sport that I love. It was one of the best experiences of my life. I emerged from the finishers areas half an hour later to meet my
family, and went to the Prudential Center for some much deserved pizza.
After enjoying some slices, we heard a big boom. A few
people went outside. Then another boom, this time about 200 yards from where I
was eating. Then panic. People in the food court were turning over tables,
screaming, running outside. It was the first “mob scene” I had ever witnessed first-hand.
Then confusion. A quarter million people having no idea what
to do, where to go, or what to expect, wandering around in search of answers.
What happened? Where do I go? Where’s my stuff? Are we safe?
Trained staff and onlookers chipped in to help victims
injured in the now infamous explosions. Completed marathoners gave blood to
assist the traumatized (because they’re the last people that need fresh oxygen
flowing, right?!). People opened their doors to strangers in need of a warm
building. Concerned citizens gave unfinished runners food, phones, and blankets
as they tried to piece together the events that had just transpired (take it
from me that the last quarter mile of a marathon is already pretty hazy).
Amidst an act of terror, thousands of acts of kindness
emerged.
These acts of kindness will not bring back any of the lives
that were taken, or replace any of the limbs that were lost, but they are an
example of sport at its best. Sport at its best, is unitive, heroic, and
uplifting. A team getting pulling together in a comeback; a bench-player
defying the scouting report; “winning one for the Gipper.” On Monday, I saw
best of sport. For 4 hours and 50 minutes, millions of people had fun,
supported each other, and strode to fundraise for noble causes. For the rest of
the day, the best of sport continued in the streets of Boston, Massachusetts.
People could have taken advantage of others’ weakness on
Monday, but people chose to do good rather than ill. I do not believe that it
was just sport that brought people together on Monday. I think we are all
naturally empathetic and come together in times of trouble. But I do believe
that sport is ultimately a reflection of the society we live in.
People, just like sports, have the potential to do great
things, or do terrible things. We saw both on Monday. Thirteen seconds of
violence were surrounded by minutes, hours, even months of passion and
compassion. This is at the core of why sport is noble. In sport, just like
life, we are provided with a forum to do good or evil. What I saw on Monday was
that our natural inclination is to do good, despite one person’s choice to do
the opposite.
As we coach, play, and watch sports, let’s remember what we
saw on Monday. In the face of darkness, we chose light.