This article was initially published on January 29th, 2024, and has since been updated for relevancy.
At the age of 29, before heโd even won an MLB World Series, Shohei Ohtani was already considered one of the greatest baseball players of all time, drawing comparisons to Babe Ruth โ as well as having inked an unprecedented $700 million contract with the Los Angeles Dodgers.
At the age of 28, Kansas City Chief quarterback Patrick Mahomes was a two-time Super Bowl champion, two-time Super Bowl MVP, and a two-time NFL MVP with his own $500 million contract. After locking up his sixth AFC Championship, against the Baltimore Ravens on this occasion, he was poised to capture his third ring at Super Bowl LVIII (which ultimately yielded a high-profile L).
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Then thereโs two-time Australian Open menโs singles winner: Jannik Sinner. The first time around, he defeated world #1 Novak Djokovic and #3 Daniil Medvedev to seize his maiden Grand Slam victory at 22 years young. This past year, the Italian-born talent stormed his way to victory, beating back Alexander Zverev in straight sets; and has powerfully set the tone for a promising career ahead.
This is what they donโt tell you about becoming an adult.
Between the steady diet of false platitudes and charming Disney-produced underdog tales, weโre genuinely raised to believe we can grow up to become literally anything: astronauts, rockstars, and yes, professional athletes of the highest order. But over time, the deeply unsympathetic reality sets in.
As a child, you discover what kind of aptitude and enthusiasm youโll have for a sport. In your teen years, supplemented by whatever discipline you can muster, the genetic lottery that is puberty paints a pretty black-and-white picture of what your physical limitations look like. Can you keep up with the big boys or are you simply part of the supporting cast for someone elseโs greatness?
To paraphrase what is perhaps the greatest sports film ever committed to celluloid, weโre all told at some point in time that we can no longer play the childrenโs game. We just donโt know when thatโs going to be. Some of us are told at 18, while others are told at 40, but make no mistake โ weโre all told. And it always hurts.
Now granted, this may be a uniquely first-world gripe. And perhaps itโs even incredibly trivial considering quite literally everything else currently occurring in the world. Though itโs something Iโm willing to wager has crossed the minds of countless blokes from time to time. Itโs also something thatโs bound to manifest itself in hilarious/harmful ways.
You know what Iโm talking about. Hell, youโve probably experienced it every time that one uncle in your family bowls absolute heat to Grandma during the time-honoured Christmas tradition of backyard cricket (he wouldโve donned the baggy green if it hadnโt been for that shoulder injury from U/15s).
Or maybe youโve witnessed some repressed desk jockey really go for it during what was meant to be a light sparring round at your local boxing gym; slipping and ripping Mike Tyson-style with the frenzied desperation of someone behind on all the judgesโ scorecards during a title fight.
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Ultimately, this is a lesson in perspective. Having turned 27, coming to terms with the fact that the next Erling Haalands and Max Verstappens (or, indeed, Sam Konstas and Kimi Antonellis) were honing their respective craft as we speak became a lot more palatable after acknowledging the following truths:
- This was never my destiny, otherwise I wouldโve made the necessary sacrifices for it in my youth.
- Pro athletes represent the very pinnacle of performance, meaning their excellence is designed to be idealised, celebrated, and envied.
- There is still plenty of time to become accomplished in my own lane; dreaming about anything else is objectively a misguided fantasy.
Comparison is, as they say, the thief of joy.
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So while Iโll never know what itโs like to write my name in history by overtaking Sir Lewis Hamilton on the final corner of a championship-defining circuit; scoring a penalty with the weight of a nation on my shoulders to hoist the World Cup; or defending my UFC featherweight title via third-round TKO during International Fight Weekโฆ thereโs a nobility in the ordinary. In playing my assigned part.
Life becomes way more simple once youโve accepted that.
