As I walked into the track meet, I look up into the bleachers. There was a gentlemen standing in the stands who made you say, “He must be a professional athlete or something.” And, as it turned out, he was. It was Herschel Walker.
As I sat in the stands and watched, he had numerous kids who sheepishly and respectfully approached him. They asked for autographs, pictures, and hand shakes. As I watched him, I don’t think he seemed annoyed–not even once. Even though his son was participating in the meet, he was very welcoming of anybody who approached him. As I walked up to him with my girls, they were giggling and trying to remember if he won the cooking contest he participated in on Food Network.
I am not great with celebrities or people who have a bit more social standing than myself. And, I do not believe Herschel Walker felt he was any better. As I shook his hand, I said, “Thank you for being a true sports hero.” I only said this because I believe it. If there were more retired athlete like him, maybe it would be a little easier to respect those who participate in his “old” profession. Of course, by today’s standards, he wouldn’t be considered an athlete–he has no tattoos!