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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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Friday, January 14, 2000
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METRO FINAL
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SPT; SPORTS
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1E
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Photo
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John Rocker
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 2000, Detroit Free Press
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WHAT'S CRAZY? SOLUTION TO THE ROCKER PROBLEM
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BASEBALL TOLD John Rocker he needed therapy. So he sat down with ESPN.

This actually makes sense. In a world where a magazine interview is your sin,
why shouldn't your confessional be a TV studio?

ESPN: "You've been called a bigot, a racist, a redneck, Timothy McVeigh . . ."

ROCKER: "The redneck ...I won't deny that."

See! A breakthrough! It would have taken eight weeks on a couch to get that!

Personally, I never believed Rocker needed therapy. An education, perhaps, but
not therapy. Let's face it. If every dope who thinks Asians can't drive,
blacks get preferential treatment, and foreigners should learn to speak
English qualifies for a shrink, there'd be a whole lot more shrinks.

ESPN: "If that Sports Illustrated story had been about someone else, what
would you have thought?"

ROCKER: "Oh, that he was a complete jerk."

Amazing. People pay $200 an hour and don't come close to this kind of honesty.

The sad truth is, every bigoted thing Rocker said in that now infamous Sports
Illustrated piece has been said many times before, around water coolers, at
local bars, at the Laundromat -- and yes, let's be honest, in pro sports
locker rooms, lots of them.

Are you going to send every jock to therapy? Are you going to put every
redneck on a couch?

(Actually, many rednecks are already on a couch. They just have a beer and a
remote control in their hands.)

The fact is, this ESPN interview was pretty much what you expected, Rocker
being contrite, explaining himself, saying his real friends know he's "not
like that."

And maybe he isn't. But he said what he said, and he'll pay a price for it.
Which would always have been enough. Baseball was the crazy party when it
demanded Rocker undergo psychotherapy. What the sport was saying was, "He must
be crazy. We would never have a prejudiced person in our ranks."

Oh, yeah?

How do you explain Marge Schott?



Are they pleading temporary insanity?

Or for that matter, how do you explain Ted Turner? Turner, the Braves' owner
-- and therefore Rocker's boss -- may be worth more money than Rocker, he may
dress in fancier suits, but his business practices include some mighty redneck
behavior.

Did you know Turner owns the WCW operation? He pays wrestlers to go on
television and hurl the worst kind of verbal trash, demeaning men and women
alike. Turner's company even hired a tag team of "homosexual" wrestlers, who
were supposed to behave in typically demeaning homosexual ways, so that the
audience -- including children -- could yell filthy insults at them.

Now, you tell me which does more harm -- a dumb, blabbing relief pitcher in a
single magazine article, or a paid team of loud-mouthed wrestlers exhorting
bigotry to millions every week?

Where is the punishment for Turner?

Where's his couch?

The fact is, when Bud Selig, the commissioner, insisted that Rocker undergo
psychotherapy, he unintentionally offered him an excuse. Instead of having to
own up to his bigoted remarks, Rocker could say he was "crazy at the time."

This is more insulting than the remarks themselves. Because we all know
Rocker's not crazy. If you let his hatred stand on its own, its ugly stench is
enough to turn people off. It educates, even as it disgusts.

But give him an out -- "Gee, I don't know what came over me, must be my split
personality" -- and you give the ugliness an insanity defense.

And Rocker is not insane.

The sad truth is, he's more typical than you think.



Rocker's not the only villain here

Another thing. If we're putting people on a couch, how about the fans in New
York? In the same Sports Illustrated article that started this whole mess,
Rocker talked about fans in Shea Stadium who yelled things about his mother,
called her a "whore," threw coins, batteries, beer. Are these people not sick?

"I was walking off the field at Shea Stadium (during the playoffs)," Rocker
told ESPN, "and some guy spit in my face....

"In Yankee Stadium, I'm getting ready to pitch the World Series ...and a guy
hits me right in the back with a battery. What if that had hit me in the head?
. . .

"Then I look over and see this reporter and I'm thinking ...I'm gonna
retaliate a little bit. I tried to inflict some emotional pain in retaliation
to the pain that had been inflicted on me, and I admit, I said some things
that shouldn't have been said."

Wow. "Emotional pain"? That's pretty insightful. Maybe ESPN should get out of
the sports business and into psychiatry.

The point is, this whole thing played out the way all media tempests play out:
highly read controversy, followed by highly watched apology. I imagine Rocker
isn't as heinous as the article makes you think, and he's not as sweet as his
ESPN interview suggests.

But you don't know a man from interviews. You do know this: Hatred and
prejudice have been around a long time. Pretending they're crazy won't make
them go away.



MITCH ALBOM can be reached at 313-223-4581 or  albom@freepress.com. Listen to
Mitch's radio show, "Albom in the Afternoon," 3-6 p.m. weekdays on WJR-AM
(760).
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COLUMN;JOHN ROCKER
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