Farewell, Megan Rapinoe – the smug, pink-haired prima donna
A miracle occurred Saturday night: I felt empathy for Megan Rapinoe. Yes, when the world’s most irritating sportsman (I refuse to say “sportswoman” about someone who does not accurately define what a woman is) collapsed in torn-Achilles pain in just the third minute of her last-ever professional soccer game, a tiny twinge of empathy enveloped me. How cruel sports can be, I thought, even to its best exponents. But it didn’t take long for this spectacularly graceless woke queen to snap me out of my momentary heartfelt relapse and say something that annoyed me, and most of America, yet again. “I’m not a religious person or anything,” Rapinoe said at the post-match presser, “and if there was a God, this is proof that there isn’t. This is f–ked up.”
In fact, Rapinoe’s whole retirement, culminating in her team OL Reign losing the NWSL Final to Gotham FC after her injury — which meant Rapinoe ended her 13-season career without winning a league title — has been a complete disaster. This summer, she was one of the chief culprits in the worst-ever USWNT side to play in a World Cup, failing to get past the round-of-16 for the first time after Rapinoe ballooned her crucial penalty kick over the bar.
For example, she’s portrayed herself as one of America’s most zealous and uncompromising anti-racism campaigners, leading the national team in taking the knee against racial injustice, refusing to visit the White House when Donald Trump was president because she viewed him as an intolerant racist and signing a letter supporting a Black Lives Matter campaign to defund the police.
But it’s not just her brazen hypocrisy that’s so irksome. It’s also her stupendous conceit and supercilious disregard for people she deems less important. There’s an old 2019 video clip that recently went viral of her signing a young boy’s ball at the ESPY Awards without even giving him eye contact. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a star behave with such disinterested contempt towards a young fan. Yet, it didn’t surprise me.
That’s why my initial sympathy towards her for what happened on Saturday night has been replaced by a belief that it was an entirely fitting end to her career. And given she thinks what happened to her was somehow all God’s fault, let me offer her some Biblical words of advice from Proverbs 16.18: “Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.”
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