It happened for the first time in early high school.
One of my classmates had been selected to play soccer at a national level, an unequivocally enormous achievement.
She trained morning and night. Her body looked like it had been genetically modified to be the best soccer player that ever lived, her legs long and lean, with muscular calves and agile ankles.
And then one day, her boyfriend who attended a neighbouring school said, “yeah – I’m sure she’s good. But, like, I could beat her.”
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He had never been chosen for a national squad. He didn’t train day and night. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was faster and stronger than him. But with a throwaway quip, he not only dismissed her status as an outstanding soccer player, but simultaneously the sporting achievements of any woman who reaches the top of her field.
She might be good, he’d laughed. She might as well be the best female soccer player in the universe. But she’ll never be as good as ‘him’, and it’s important she knows that.
And this week, the same sentiment was promulgated on the world stage by none other than John McEnroe.
You can be the best female tennis player the world has ever seen, he said. But you can never, ever compete with men.
