Major league athletes; they play their hearts out, they play a game they truly love, they give it their all, their one-hundred-and-fifty-percent day in and day out. Right? I can no longer respect the modern day athlete. Back in the days when Communism was public enemy number one, when tales of hockey games were spun over the radio, basketball was in its infancy and baseball was already firmly entrenched as "America's sport", you could find …showed first 75 words of 877 total…

…showed last 75 words of 877 total…admiration. The days have passed where players like Maurice Richard were idolized as deities, where everyone wants to be like them. Somewhere between then and now, the concept of idolization underwent a process that left it more artificial than it was before. We are finding ourselves, without realizing it, unable and incapable of noticing the little things that truly demand worship. We fail to see that, indeed, the miracle isn't around us. It is us.