A funny thing happened on Sunday. I was thinking about a conversation I had with a client about his former company screwing him over. And it made me think about how my former team, the Colorado Rockies, screwed me over too.
I ended up posting about the experience because they both serve as reminders that the higher we climb, the luckier we get AND the more ungrateful we feel because the implications of our inevitable mistreatment are greater.
I was not expecting the post to be as popular as it was, but 140K impressions later, here we are.
And as I looked through the likes and the comments, it served as an indisputable reminder that the loudest boos always come from the cheapest seats. Loser after loser telling me what a crybaby I was. Or that I got what I deserved.
Guys who never played past the junior varsity level calling me soft, saying I have a bad attitude, etc. It just reminded me of my experience as a player where the loudest boos always came from the most broke fans.
Developing skin thick enough to ignore invalid criticism has been crucial to my success and the success of the people I coach. Because frankly most people’s opinions are best to be ignored.
But something even crazier happened when I dug deeper into the comments.