Much excitement in the Bay area as our San Francisco Giants gave us a nail-biting, Valium-swallowing final game and pulled off their third World Series win in five years. There’s no doubt that the last game and Series win can be laid at the feet of star pitcher Madison Bumgarden, an unassuming 25-year-old from North Carolina with exceptional talent and maturity. (Thank you, North Carolina, for loaning us your native son.)
But this entire team is remarkable, to a man. Few 25-year-olds are as stable or focused or mature as, say, Buster Posey, our catcher, or Madison. Some commentators marvel that this team’s been able to pull off these three Series wins, even in the face of impossible odds, but those of us who know the team know just how they do it:
They know they can’t do it alone. They do it together.
The San Francisco Giants know that no one player is in this alone. They know at a gut level that they depend on their teammates to do their own parts–fielding, batting, whatever–to pull in the wins–and they do it together. Each player is very different from their teammates. Sometimes they seem like a motley crew. But it doesn’t matter. They win because–despite their differences– they get that they are interdependent and they work well together. They define the word “team.”
Interdependence has come to mind in another context, too. I’m one of a group of people who are supporting a loved one through their cancer fight. And I don’t use the word “fight” loosely. When you look someone’s cancer in the eye its ugliness is horrifying and the treatment isn’t much better. There’s no way someone can get through this –or any life-threatening illness– alone.
My friend’s friends and family have banded together to help ease her path, from cooking to staying overnight to going to treatments and appointments to just plain providing laughs and comfort–this group of loving people have stepped up in a big way. Some may not even recognized that they are symbolic of a greater truth, but it’s clear to me: they are living proof of the interdependence of humanity. Of the need to step up and do our parts, each of us, no matter how small we might think that part is.
I don’t follow sports, not really. Just the Giants. So when their win the other night brought tears to my eyes, I wondered why. And that’s when I realized that what touched me so deeply was not that the team had won, but that the team had won TOGETHER. That they know that they ARE their brothers’ keepers and they used that interdependence to pull off a big win.
So, today I’m asking, does interdependence need to be acknowledged somewhere in your own world? Are people you know stepping up in recognition that we are all in this together? That we need one another?
I’d love to hear about it.