Who’s the real MVP?

I am an Arsenal FC fan by marriage. After I said “I do” to a certain fine young man, I adopted his surname and many other things including the football club he supports- Arsenal

I never really cared for football before I met the hubs because I never saw the sense in grown men chasing after an inflated rubber. It was too sweaty and frankly, quite boring. But old things have passed away. In fact, I can now comfortably hold a conversation about football players and the rules governing the game. Things we do for love eh? 🙂

I had an interesting chat with my friend the other night. Let’s call her Mrs O. I was hailing her on her arrangee skills. You know all those people you can allow to handle/organize any event/party/catering/gift buying while you go to sleep? Yeah, that’s Mrs. O… I call her The Fixer. When I want party favours for my daughter’s birthday party? Mrs. O to the rescue. I want suggestions for a nice gift to get my pastor? Mrs. O has it covered. I want referrals on where I can get quality ankara fabrics at a reasonable price? Mrs. O can handle it. I want a big bowl of ofada sauce? Small thing for Mrs. O. Yup! 😀 So I was just twale-ing for her as per some major organizing she did recently and she responded that it (organizing) was her talent and how she sometimes envies my writing skills.

Wiped out as I was, a light bulb came on and 3 letters came to mind: M V P*

Coincidentally, a football match was showing on TV.. Roma was flogging Chelsea 3-0. Hehehe, I just had to chip that in (petty, I know). Anyways, I was thinking of the beautiful concept of team work and how this idea of MVP tarnishes it.

I culled (from kwese.espn.com) the following statement from Arsene Wenger to help explain my thoughts: “I am against it (MVP) because I think it gets in the head of players. We have seen many people only thinking about themselves because they are obsessed by the Ballon d’Or and not by the team performance, and I believe football is a collective sport and we live already in a world where everything is individualized. We want to respect what football is about, first about the team effort.”

Thank you jare baba Wenger. I may not agree with some things you do/say, but I agree with this one 100%.

Now in response to Mrs O’s reference to my writing skills, I told her that we all have our different gifts. No one is more important than the other. We all complement one another. This is what makes the world colourful and beautiful. Imagine if everyone in the world was a writer or a fashion designer or a fixer like Mrs O? Me thinks the world would be very bland indeed. You know what would be more interesting? I’d write something the fashion designer would enjoy reading. Then she would make me a dress which I would wear to slay at an owambe organized by Mrs. O. See? All the dots connect this way and it makes more sense because then there will be people that actually benefit from your gift.

The way I see it, this notion of MVP is a no-no because it leads to…

  • Overestimation of self and trivialization of the talents of others. Where one sees one’s self as the best thing since sliced bread, indispensable and in a nutshell, better than others. No, I do not agree that Messi (or CR7) is the *G.O.A.T (coman beat me) because without the other players in the team, they would not be able to score goals.
  • The comparison trap where one tends to see other people’s talents as better than theirs and wish they had ” more ghen ghen” skills. Here, a sense of inferiority thrives.

Even Mother Nature opposes the MVP model. Truth is, nature thrives on interdependency. There is no MVP. Rain is not more valuable than sunlight when it comes to rainbow formation. Neither is a spermatozoon more valuable than an ovum for a foetus to be made. These elements complement each other to create something beautiful. That’s the way it works. Let’s take a cue. Why do humans like to complicate things sef?

So my dear friend, do not think you have nothing to offer the world. God didn’t make anyone talentless. That gift of yours you’re despising is needed by someone else as a solution to a problem. You too are the real MVP joor. Also, my dear CR7 sorry, my other dear friend, the world does not revolve around you. Biko, come down off that high horse. It’s not that serious you hear?

We are all good at different things and that’s OK. So, here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to take the M out of the MVP, OK? Thank you very much.

So….

mvp

Everyone is valuable. Full stop. C’e’st fini.

*In sports, a most valuable player (MVP) award is an honor typically bestowed upon the best-performing player (or players) in an entire league, for a particular competition, or on a specific team

*G.O.A.T: Greatest Of All Time

 

About Lahmeet

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9 Responses to Who’s the real MVP?

  1. drepayne25 says:

    Straight to the point!!! The MVP culture has a way of stifling our relationship with one another as well. Jealousy and Envy resulting to unwarranted hatred. Thanks for encouraging me to believe in myself. You are a rock and a well of wisdom. Hugs and Kisses.

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  2. seyi iwasanmi says:

    Lahmeet at it again! Thanks for this beautiful piece. We gotta find a way to put this on all sport magz.

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  3. Iember says:

    I couldn’t agree more. I love how you connect the dots too. Great piece as always.

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  4. Aized says:

    You know I never really thought about the MVP in this light…everyone is truly has something to offer and everyone is important really. This is a nice write -up and I also like the way you connected the dots.

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