Monday, July 14, 2008

Oregon Suffers Tough Summer Loss

Yes, we generally like to poke fun at our Oregon "friends". But not today. Today, a big-time hat tip to our Oregon friends. Todd Doxey, a 19-year old safety-rover prospect who made an impact as a scout-team standout last year, drowned Sunday on the McKenzie river.

Doxey was with teammates who were floating the river, and he jumped off a bridge to try and catch up to them. He couldn't overcome the current and went under. A fisherman got to him and gave him CPR, and he was rushed to the hospital in critical condition. He passed away Sunday evening.

Such a sad loss, with so much life ahead. Doxey was a rising prospect who was looked upon as a special teams contributor, and probable playing time as a backup safety-rover in '08. But that on-the-field stuff doesn't matter. A tough loss for Oregon, our Pac-10 northwest brethren. It should be an emotional scene at Autzen once the season opener hits on 8/30. You just never know what can happen, and yet another reminder that each day is a gift.

From Hooty McBoob:

This certainly puts things into perspective, doesn't it?

I used to get so worked up over my favorite sports teams - living and dying with every high and low. Over the past several years, I've become much less fanatical about "my teams" because I've come to realize that there are so many more important things in this world that deserve the energy and passion I used to pour into the Cougs, Mariners and Seahawks - starting with my own family.

Sports will always be my favorite form of recreation and entertainment but that's where I'll leave it. If I shed a tear for my favorite team, it's not because I feel personal pain or joy; it's because I feel for the participants and their own families.

As I watch my kids grow and help them learn to enjoy life, sports have naturally become part of them as well. No trip to the Rose Bowl - no Rose Bowl VICTORY - can ever mean as much to me as experiencing the joy my 7 and 5 year-old children get from catching a pop-up in Little League; sacking the quarterback in a Pop Warner game; or tumbling on a gym mat. If you're a parent, you know what I mean, and it makes a story like this all the more tragic.

We are fans of the game - but it's just a form of entertainment. Our families - our children - are worth living and dying for. The game is not.

I spent this weekend at a Cub Scout campout on the Spokane River with my son and did everything I could to keep him in my sights at all times. It scares me to think that some day, I won't be able to watch over him and keep him safe from harm.

I pray that Todd Doxey's family and friends are granted the strength they need to get through their horrible loss.

9 comments:

Hooty McBoob said...

This certainly puts things into perspective, doesn't it?

I used to get so worked up over my favorite sports teams - living and dying with every high and low. Over the past several years, I've become much less fanatical about "my teams" because I've come to realize that there are so many more important things in this world that deserve the energy and passion I used to pour into the Cougs, Mariners and Seahawks - starting with my own family. Sports will always be my favorite form of recreation and entertainment but that's where I'll leave it. If I shed a tear for my favorite team, it's not because I feel personal pain or joy, it's because I feel for the participants and their own families.

As I watch my own kids grow and help them learn to enjoy life, sports have naturally become part of them as well. No trip to the Rose Bowl - no Rose Bowl VICTORY - can ever mean as much to me as experiencing the joy my 7 and 5 year-old children get from catching a pop-up in Little League; sacking the quarterback in a Pop Warner game; or tumbling on a gym mat.

If you're a parent, you know what I mean, and it makes a story like this all the more tragic.

We are fans of the game - but it's just a form of entertainment. Our families - our children - are worth living and dying for. The game is not.

I spent this weekend at a Cub Scout campout on the Spokane River with my son and did everything I could to keep him in my sights at all times. It scares me to think that some day, I won't be able to watch over him and keep him safe from harm.

I pray that Todd Doxey's family and friends are granted the strength they need to get through their horrible loss.

Sedihawk said...

Well said Hooty, as usual you have come through. This comment of yours deserves it's own post, so, feel free to open it and paste it into the main story. It's that good.

The pain for the Doxey family must be unbearable. You put yourself in their shoes, it's beyond anything imaginable. And no parent should ever outlive their children, yet Doxey's parents have to get on a plane to Eugene and deal with a loss that you hope nobody will ever experience.

Bellotti was right in his quote about it, that every day is a gift and you just never know. That old saying of "tomorrow is promised to no man" sure rings true today.

And I have to agree with you on your assessment of how important sports is to you today. At least in my little world, that's changed for me too. Life experiences have changed my perspective, no doubt about it. Sure I get excited or emotional about a game, and I want my teams to win, but it doesn't really matter at the end of the day. It's funny, but 10+ years ago there wasn't a better moment than WSU going into Husky Stadium and winning the Pac-10 title. But in March, I watched WSU lose to UNC in the sweet 16 with my kids. While I was sad we lost the game, I found myself more sad for Low, Weaver and Cowgill - for the kids themselves and having their dreams end - instead of just WSU losing the game. And while we wanted WSU to win, of course, after we lost, it was "oh well" and that was it. Here we were, just a couple of steps away from the final four, yet no gnashing of teeth, no cussing, no throwing furniture. Funny how it doesn't feel as important as it used to.

Anonymous said...

classy post Cougars. tough day all the way around. Thanks.

longball said...

When the picture first appeared on the screen and i saw those horrible dates that always appear in memorium, I didnt really need to read any further. So damn Sad. I can only be thankful of every single day I have had since I was this kids age.

Its incredible that those waters could overwhelm a kid who was undoubtedly in top physical condition. Note of caution to the rest of us this summer, if they could take him under, they would have no problem with most of us.

Sedihawk said...

I hear ya longball. Incredibly sad.

Also weird in that I believe I read in one of the stories today that the same river claimed the life of an Oregon hoops player back in the 80's. You just never know.

Σ (FormerlyKnownAsBrinkHater) said...

Its just a tragedy.

Well said all.

Having read about countless river drownings in No Cal over the years, it is important for ALL people to remember--INCLUDING ADULTS--that when you play in a river wear a life jacket.

Those undertows overwhelm even people that are great swimmers.

What a tragic, tragic loss for the Doxey family and for the University of Oregon community.

Anonymous said...

Truly sad news. As much as I am often annyoed by our Northwest neighbours, no team deserves for something like this to happen. My heart goes out to the university and Todd's family and friends.

In Cougar football news (although this really seems unimportant now) a player has broken their ankle. Not what the team needed.

Finally, it's good to have you back Brinkhater. I missed your unique analysis on sports and am glad you turned down the offer (although I'm sure you would've done a fine job).

R.I.P. Todd.

Anonymous said...

double-triple-GULP. From anonymous to anonymous, who broke their ankle? do tell.

football said...

I Sad read this news...hiks..hiks...