az_gogetem wrote: Why does everyone have to be the top shit in this sport?
I can't imagine guys like the Lee brothers sitting around talking shit about other hunters.
This is such a great post it gets at some pretty important issues about life.
I rarely have time with a computer any more, but got a few minutes here so just entertaining myself:
First off, I think competition itself can be an excellent thing. If it had not been for competitive sports in high school, for example, I would never have found out the outer limits of my physical capabilities, and I would never have known when I was getting dangerously close to those limits when following dogs deep into the wilderness.
My interest in bobcats is no secret. But what might not be understood is that bobcats provided the most competition for me and my dogs. It is kind of an interesting phenomenon that I have noticed in my life. When I am struggling with trying to put together and train up a good pack of bobcat dogs, I am not really happy unless I am out there every single day, beating my head against the rocks.
Then when I get things clicking so good that I have, for example, caught the last 9 bobcats I have put my dogs on, I start to get this sick feeling and pretty soon, I have got rid of all my dogs. On the third cat in a row I am thinking "wow this is unbeleivable and awsome" but by the sixth one I am feeling uncomfortable. On number nine it is just like "this is not right". Maybe then it is time for me to try catching gray fox or something.
But the two times in my life when I had dogs performing near perfection, it was only a short time befor they were gone. I hate it when the cat does not have at least a 50% chance of beating me. And I love it when my chances of beating him are only about 10%. Cause then I know if I work hard enough at it, eventually I am going to beat him, and when I do, there is absolutely no feeling like it. I can look that sucker in the eyes and say "got you!!", and he can blink and start to take a nap, and I can kneel down and give my dogs all the petting a praise I can, and be truely elated with them. I
feel it! Competition for me is a wonderful thing. If I dont have it, I find ways to create it. If not outside myself, then within myself. If I cant create it, pretty soon things feel pointless.
In the case above, I am competing against the bobcat, and against the elements, and it is good. It drives me on toward perfection.
I dont really think competing against people is necesarilly bad either. Even as big game hunters, we have a lot to owe to competion coon hounds and competition fox/coyote hounds. I dont beleive we would have such an excellent starting point for our dogs if not for competition and the desire to dominate a wild animal or another hound man.
I think the problem we are feeling in this discussion has roots that are much deeper than the innate desire to compete. I think it goes to some other areas which get at the core of who we are. One of them is the need of all humans for recognition.
When I encounter a hunter who just cant get enough of himself, if you look deeper, it is actually a hunter who really cant stand himself and is desperately trying to feel like he is somehow worth more than his parents ever told him he was worth. It's always a little kid who never got the nurture he needed, and he's still a little kid at age 40 trying to give himself that nurture, and trying to get you to give it to him too.
When I take the time to realize this, it just mostly makes me sad and makes me want to load up my dogs; load up my dogs and go find my children. Then I try and do my best to give them what they are supposed to get from their dad, so they are not going around when they are 40 trying to get it from themselves and from you. I try to teach them how God feels about them. I want them to know that God values them so much that He decided He would rather die than to live without them. Because even the recognition I can give them is not enough. They need to know they are entirely recognized and known and appreciated by the creator of the universe.
It really comes down to the need for recognition. We all need it. We are made to need it. It is put in us to drive us to the one who made us in His image, in His likeness. When we realize we are made by him, for him, to be like him, how could we feel so bad about ourselves? The entertainment and enjoyment of good competition can still be there, but there is no more need to prove our value to others: we know our value and it is immeasurable.
When the joy of competing is without the desperate need for recognition, it is an upbuilding, life expanding thing.
You can always tell when you are with someone who understands their value. You feel full after being with them. Even if you are competing with them. They have what they need, and they are giving to you out of their fulness. You also can know what is going on when you feel drained by someone. But sometimes, we need to give to those people, because that is what makes us what we were meant to be. That also is what shows them what they were meant to be.