Posted on | October 3, 2011 | 14 Comments
Herman Cain Set to Win S.C. Debate
— headline, Wednesday, May 4
Things keep happening that nobody but me predicted, and predictions that were ignored when I made them are forgotten when they come true. A commenter on a previous post said, “The whining is unbecoming,” to which I replied, “An admission of failure is not ‘whining.’ ”
Just as nothing succeeds like success, nothing fails like failure, and when that first tiny snowball of fail starts rolling downhill, expect an avalanche.
It is not in the least surprising, therefore, to see my friend Sunshine State Sarah aggregating May headlines about Herman Cain, none of them as prescient as my pre-debate prediction of Cain’s victory in Greenville.
Obviously, my friend Sarah did not consciously set out to humiliate me. It is simply that the sources she cites — Erick Erickson at Red State, Patrick O’Connor at the Wall Street Journal, Tony Lee at Human Events — are respected, authoritative and influential, as I am not.
This is why the Massive Cosmic Bitch-Slap of 2:21 p.m. ET Sunday struck me with such overpowering force. If ever the universe reached out to tap me on the shoulder and say, “You’ve failed,” that was it. And failure has no educational value if you refuse to admit you’ve failed.
By God, I hate failure and I despise defeat. It gives me no pleasure to call attention to my public embarrassment, to advertise the fact of my professional failure. The psychic pain is so intense that my fingers tremble with rage to type these words, as I behold my entire career — everything I’ve ever accomplished in my life as a journalist — mocked and spurned as if it were a complete waste of time.
“Line up and look him in the eye and say, ‘I’m going to beat you today,’ and then knock him on his butt. Hit him as hard as you can, then come back on the next play and do it again. Just keep at it until you’ve got him beat.”
Tim Crunk calling plays in the huddle with tears in his eyes is the kind of lesson that’s hard to forget. I have failed, but I am not yet defeated.
Because I didn’t come this far to start losing now.