[HN Gopher] How Tracy Austin Broke My Heart (1994) [pdf]
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       How Tracy Austin Broke My Heart (1994) [pdf]
        
       Author : thomasjbevan
       Score  : 38 points
       Date   : 2021-06-21 07:01 UTC (1 days ago)
        
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       | mewse-hn wrote:
       | This piece has always stuck with me for describing how some
       | champion athletes succeed because of their lack of introspection
       | rather than in spite of it.
        
       | cafard wrote:
       | My recollection is that Bill Bradley's _A Sense of Where You Are_
       | wasn 't bad. But I must have read it forty-odd years ago, and
       | don't remember whether he had a ghost-writer.
        
       | noumenized wrote:
       | This is one of my favourite essays because it completely changed
       | the way I thought about my own skills. Namely, it taught me that
       | a good way to evaluate my own skills is to examine the gap that
       | exists between my skillfulness in some given field and the
       | skillfulness of people who are not in that field or are novices
       | within it.
       | 
       | My takeaway from the essay was not that athletes are vapid or
       | unaware of how much more skilled they are than laymen or
       | amateurs.
       | 
       | My takeaway is that when you're really good at something, to
       | where you can say you're better than a lot of people at it,
       | you're often not aware of exactly how good you are at it and may
       | even see it as banal. Where other people might look at some skill
       | you have and be blown away and wonder what it's like to be so
       | good at something, you just recognize it as your default and
       | unremarkable state.
       | 
       | An analogy I can think of is literacy. Many years ago, I taught
       | myself literacy in a non-Latin script for a language that I had
       | grown up speaking but had never actually learned how to write.
       | Reading in a new script was incredibly slow at first, as I would
       | literally have to sound out every individual letter in my head,
       | and then manually put them together in my head to understand the
       | word. A sentence would take me minutes to read. Over time, I
       | would see words that I had read many times and I wouldn't need to
       | sound out the letters in my head anymore, I would simply
       | "recognize" the word: my brain would recognize the collection of
       | letters as an image associated with a concept.
       | 
       | I realized that I had always done this with English and had never
       | been aware of it. When I read English, I'm not really reading
       | each word as a collection of individual letters; I'm reading each
       | word as an image for lack of a better term that I can immediately
       | associate with meaning in my head, and I think this is how most
       | people read English.
       | 
       | How this is relevant to this essay is that if you were asked
       | about your ability to do this, you would think it something
       | completely banal and regular. You might not even have any
       | particular comment to make, as you'd simply see your literacy as
       | your personal status quo. You've spent most of your life actively
       | training your skill of literacy and have attained mastery, but to
       | you its...just reading. Suppose you talked to someone barely
       | literate, or someone learning literacy in English, about this
       | ability -- to them this ability would be much more impressive
       | because the gap between their skill and your skill is much wider.
       | 
       | I think realizing this about yourself has all sorts of
       | applications: confidence in your ability lets you experiment more
       | or take action when you have less info or security on the outcome
       | of your action. Realizing what comprises a given skill gap would
       | help you teach others how to get to where you are in a way where
       | you teach them at their level, not yours.
        
       | JadeNB wrote:
       | Because I find the title gives no indication what to expect, the
       | author is David Foster Wallace, and here's the first paragraph:
       | 
       | > Because I am a long-time rabid fan of tennis in general and
       | Tracy Austin in particular, I've rarely looked forward to reading
       | a sports memoir the way I looked forward to Ms. Austin's _Beyond
       | Center Court: My Story_ , ghosted by Christine Brennan and
       | published by Morrow. This is a type of mass-market book--the
       | sports-star-"with"-somebody autobiography--that I seem to have
       | bought and read an awful lot of, with all sorts of ups and downs
       | and ambivalence and embarrassment, usually putting these books
       | under something more highbrow when I get to the register. I think
       | Austin's memoir has maybe finally broken my jones for the genre,
       | though.
       | 
       | On further reading, wow, that's pretty savage. Sure seems
       | disproportionate to me. For example, I wonder if you can be as
       | outraged as DFW that:
       | 
       | > The author's primary allegiance seems to be to her family and
       | friends.
       | 
       | as opposed to that allegiance being to the reader, whom she owes
       | because, it seems, of the reader's interest in her:
       | 
       | > Obviously, a good commercial memoir's first loyalty has got to
       | be to the reader, the person who's spending money and time to
       | access the consciousness of someone he wishes to know and will
       | never meet.
       | 
       | In fact, as someone who has at times enjoyed DFW immensely, it's
       | hard to imagine a writer who writes more for himself than DFW, so
       | the complaint comes across as a bit off-base to me.
        
         | GavinMcG wrote:
         | But DFW writes for himself _by doing what he 's demanding_:
         | exposing his consciousness, his self-commentary, his inner
         | life.
         | 
         | Also, that line ("The author's primary allegiance seems to be
         | to her family and friends") is unequivocally ironic. "Seems to
         | be"? As though it's a surprise? DFW knew what he was doing. If
         | anything the line is an indictment of his (and our) indignation
         | at not getting access to Austin's consciousness and lived
         | experience for the cost of a paperback.
        
           | JadeNB wrote:
           | > Also, that line ("The author's primary allegiance seems to
           | be to her family and friends") is unequivocally ironic.
           | "Seems to be"? As though it's a surprise? DFW knew what he
           | was doing. If anything the line is an indictment of his (and
           | our) indignation at not getting access to Austin's
           | consciousness and lived experience for the cost of a
           | paperback.
           | 
           | I'm sure that there is some of the subtext you mention in it
           | --this being DFW, I'm sure there's every kind of subtext
           | imaginable in it--but I'd be more inclined to buy that it
           | wasn't _also_ a fully meant indictment of the author if it
           | weren 't part of a pages-long attack that, though it could
           | surely be profitably directed at the _genre_ , is also, to my
           | mind excessively, personal. You can be ironic all you want,
           | but "there's little sign in this narrator of the frontal-lobe
           | activity required for outright deception" is just mean.
        
             | GavinMcG wrote:
             | It sounds as though "just mean" is an obvious impeachment
             | in your view, and if your position is that we shouldn't
             | write and publish mean things, then...well, that's fair.
             | 
             | I'll agree it's mean. But in many ways I think the piece
             | teaches worthwhile lessons by being very specific, which
             | may also be excessively personal. For example, the novel
             | idea of the author occupying a reality that "is not just
             | un- but anti-real" doesn't land without the preceding
             | litany of cliches. That sets up the next couple pages,
             | which asks how we should read this sort of unreliable
             | narrator, and proposes the explanation that maybe she's
             | just _that stupid_. You objected to this--the  "frontal
             | lobe activity" bit--but so did DFW, rejecting that
             | explanation and calling it "literally incredible" then
             | proving it with examples.
             | 
             | I don't think that arc makes much sense in the abstract.
             | And the specificity is even more necessary in the next
             | move, from page 148 to 151, making the larger point about
             | the depth and potential that existed in her specific story.
             | And that, of course, gives us a grounding to consider the
             | broader questions: DFW acknowledges that "neither Austin
             | nor her book is unique" and turns to the central question:
             | _why_ the fact that athletes are  "stunningly inarticulate"
             | is "always so bitterly disappointing," which _is_ about the
             | genre.
             | 
             | The conclusion--the last four paragraphs of the piece--
             | isn't just dusting over the meanness. The possibilities
             | discussed on the last page are real ones and also deeply
             | troubling to intelligent people, DFW included, who derive a
             | lot of self-worth from their "interior struggle."
        
             | handrous wrote:
             | Maybe it's wrong, but highly-regarded authors writing
             | _really_ mean reviews of work they consider embarrassingly
             | (for the author of the work under review, had they any
             | shame and the good sense not to subject the public to this,
             | which clearly they do not, is the usual implication or
             | outright statement of the review) terrible or highly over-
             | rated is practically a literary genre of its own. This
             | hardly stands alone, and is a continuation of a time-
             | honored (if, again, maybe wrong, or bad, or what have you)
             | tradition.
             | 
             | ... in fact, much of the tone of writing on the early and
             | mid-period Web was pretty similar, including some that was
             | among the most well-known, and strong backlash against that
             | in favor of gentler writing has only come in the last
             | decade or so. Simply common and normal, hardly meriting
             | comment, then. Perhaps humanity has recently experienced a
             | great moral leap forward.
        
         | tyre wrote:
         | > it's hard to imagine a writer who writes more for himself
         | than DFW
         | 
         | I don't think this is entirely true. He understands his job, as
         | he'll admit in the middle of some essays.
         | 
         | Consider one of his more famous essays, "Consider the Lobster":
         | 
         | At one point:
         | 
         | > I should add that it appears to me unlikely that many readers
         | of Gourmet wish to think about it, either, or to be queried
         | about the morality of their eating habits in the pages of a
         | culinary monthly. Since, however, the assigned subject of this
         | article is what it was like to attend the 2003 MLF, and thus to
         | spend several days in the midst of a great mass of Americans
         | all eating lobster, and thus to be more or less impelled to
         | think hard about lobster and the experience of buying and
         | eating lobster, it turns out that there is no honest way to
         | avoid certain moral questions.
         | 
         | And later on:
         | 
         | > For those Gourmet readers who enjoy well-prepared and
         | -presented meals involving beef, veal, lamb, pork,chicken,
         | lobster, etc.: Do you think much about the (possible)moral
         | status and (probable) suffering of the animals involved?
         | 
         | He's very specifically targeting the reader.
         | 
         | I think the common charge against Wallace is that he is very
         | smart, which is fine, but he is so _obviously_ intelligent; so
         | neurotically intelligent that he couldn't leave any stones
         | unturned or examined. And that's inexcusable, since obviously
         | anyone who writes as such must be fully up their own ass. His
         | struggles with mental health and self-worth push back on that
         | analysis.
         | 
         | Most importantly, I think, is that his job is to be those
         | things. Anyone hiring Wallace _is_ paying for that work. He is
         | entirely himself and delivers on that product. His
         | disappointment in this autobiography is that it fails to
         | deliver.
        
           | JadeNB wrote:
           | > Most importantly, I think, is that his job is to be those
           | things. Anyone hiring Wallace _is_ paying for that work. He
           | is entirely himself and delivers on that product. His
           | disappointment in this autobiography is that it fails to
           | deliver.
           | 
           | This, I think, is the point. I could not dream of accusing
           | Wallace of not understanding his job. However, what he wrote
           | was still for him; it was his vision of himself and the world
           | around him, and if someone were to complain that it did not
           | live up to their vision of him, then he--while doubtlessly
           | adding that criticism to his inner monologue--would surely
           | not have thought he should adjust his writing one whit
           | because of it.
           | 
           | Here, though, he seems to be complaining that _Austin_ isn 't
           | who _Wallace_ expected her to be, not that she 's not
           | authentically herself. He seems to be complaining that she's
           | shallow, while fully acknowledging that he's partaking of a
           | genre that he knows does not demand or reward deep soul
           | searching.
        
           | telesilla wrote:
           | >He is entirely himself and delivers on that product
           | 
           | As on a simple thing such as a luxury cruise in "A supposedly
           | fun thing I'll never do again":
           | 
           | "They'll make certain of it. They'll micromanage every iota
           | of every pleasure-option so that not even the dreadful
           | corrosive action of your adult consciousness and agency and
           | dread can fuck up your fun. Your troublesome capacities for
           | choice, error, regret, dissatisfaction, and despair will be
           | removed from the equation. You will be able - finally, for
           | once - to relax, the ads promise, because you will have no
           | choice."
           | 
           | http://archive.harpers.org/1996/01/pdf/HarpersMagazine-1996-.
           | ..
        
         | aasasd wrote:
         | The essay in fact makes one salient point: if athletes' life
         | stories and interviews are often unbelievably vapid, perhaps
         | it's because athletes don't have much of a mind for anything
         | beyond perfecting one thing that they do well. Specifically
         | they don't do much self-reflection in poetic and witty terms.
         | 
         | I was reminded of this essay when listening to Lewis Hamilton's
         | interview for the 'Beyond the Grid' podcast. I vaguely dreaded
         | this very prospect in advance, but Hamilton really shamelessly
         | overshot my expectations, it's almost a Hollywood-esque story
         | of perseverance by the whole family. Guess I'll stick with
         | watching the man's pole laps, they're way more satisfying.
        
       | whydoineedthis wrote:
       | why is this on hackernews? its just a popular author complaining
       | about a book he didn't like, co-written by a sports person he did
       | like. Who cares? Certainly it's not tech related news.
        
         | sbelskie wrote:
         | "On-Topic: Anything that good hackers would find interesting.
         | That includes more than hacking and startups. If you had to
         | reduce it to a sentence, the answer might be: anything that
         | gratifies one's intellectual curiosity."
        
         | jldl805 wrote:
         | Know how I can tell you didn't finish it?
        
           | stan_rogers wrote:
           | How? Please enlighten me. I know that there are people who
           | rather like DFW's navel-gazing and projection, but there's
           | nothing of substance in it otherwise. At all.
        
       | cgh wrote:
       | Thanks for submitting this. I've read a few athletes'
       | autobiographies and was always let down by the banality of the
       | prose and the lack of insight. A good example is Lynn Hill's
       | "Climbing Free: My Life In The Vertical World". Even the title is
       | dull. Lynn Hill is surely one of the most extraordinary athletes
       | to ever live, and yet her book reads like ghost-written ad copy.
       | DFW's conclusion at the end of this piece offers some reasoning
       | behind this. It's kind of incredible and I'll be thinking about
       | it for a while.
        
         | markdjacobsen wrote:
         | If you're looking for good climbing autobiographies, try Tommy
         | Caldwell's "Push" or Dierdre Wolownick's "The Sharp End of
         | Life." Caldwell's book is well-written and shows deep insight,
         | perhaps due to the severe hardship he experienced. If you liked
         | "The Dawn Wall" (one of my favorite films), you'll like the
         | book.
         | 
         | Wolownick's book might be my favorite climbing memoir.
         | Wolownick is Alex Honnold's mother, but she's not cashing in on
         | his success; this is her own story about finally embracing her
         | own life after years of self-sacrifice in an unhappy marriage.
         | She is a writer first and foremost, and she tells a beautiful
         | story about life. The climbing scenes are gripping and
         | relatable because she is such an ordinary person--which makes
         | her accomplishments all the more extraordinary.
        
           | songeater wrote:
           | or Anatol Boukreev: "Above the Clouds: The Diaries of a High-
           | Altitude Mountaineer"
        
       | biggieshellz wrote:
       | I think the author misses the point.
       | 
       | As a beginner jazz musician, I saw Pat Metheny in concert -- he
       | killed, of course -- and afterwards, I asked him what he thought
       | about when he played. His reply? "I don't think; I just play."
       | 
       | Clearly, Pat Metheny is not devoid of insight. He put in years
       | and years of preparation so that when the time comes, he can go
       | for it. If you asked him after the fact to analyze one of the
       | improvised solos he played that night, he could write it out on
       | manuscript and go through what he was doing harmonically and
       | melodically at any given point. But improvising it live, in real
       | time, is a different thing. And having the chord changes, the
       | instrument mechanics, and so forth down to muscle memory doesn't
       | make for a shallow player; it clears the way for operating on
       | higher levels of abstraction like emotion, language, and motivic
       | development.
       | 
       | Maybe Tracy Austin is really that boring. Or maybe she and her
       | ghost writer focused on what people think they want to know about
       | rather than where the depth really is. You want to really learn
       | what makes a great athlete? Sit with them as they watch the game
       | video afterwards and see how they analyze things. See how they
       | translate those insights into practice, into actionable items
       | that you can deploy at a moment's notice during a game.
        
         | w0de0 wrote:
         | With respect, I think you rather missed his point. He is not
         | making an argument that "Tracy Austin is really that boring,"
         | though he does set the reader up for this thought, so that he
         | can playfully turn on it on the way to his conclusion.
         | 
         | Your analysis is a gesture towards his conclusion: "And that
         | those who receive and act out the gift of athletic genius,
         | must, perforce, be blind and dumb about it - and not because
         | blindness and dumbness are the price of the gift, but because
         | they are its essence."
         | 
         | Moreover, DFW speaks of the cliches evident in the internal
         | narratives of athletic genius as, perhaps, perceived by their
         | speakers as simple truths, imperatives to be acted on or
         | ignored, not reflected on.
         | 
         | He also specifically calls out as foolish the idea that gifted
         | athletes are dim, citing examples of technical analysis similar
         | to the ones you've mentioned.
         | 
         | Finally, this piece is very specifically about the physical
         | techne of athletes in relation to their internal and external
         | narratives, which I, and I think DFW based on this piece, do
         | not find of a kind with musical genius.
        
       | hedon1 wrote:
       | Here is some data to support the assertion that nothing is going
       | through their head during their performance:
       | https://sports.ndtv.com/football/neymar-s-brain-on-auto-pilo...
       | 
       | "Brazilian superstar Neymar's brain activity while dancing past
       | opponents is less than 10 percent the level of amateur players,
       | suggesting he plays as if on auto-pilot, according to Japanese
       | neurologists."
        
         | xwdv wrote:
         | More machine than man
        
         | shuntress wrote:
         | It's the opposite of "choking".
         | 
         | If you are extremely comfortable doing something to the point
         | that you can do so automatically, then actually _thinking_
         | about it will be much less effective.
        
         | hackeraccount wrote:
         | That reminds me of a fairly common place observation about
         | combat pilots in world war II. Flight experience was necessary
         | but not sufficient - the most successful fighter pilots were so
         | good that flying was largely an after thought but there were a
         | large number of very good pilots who - whatever they wanted to
         | happen - would use their flying abilities to stay out of
         | trouble and not much else.
         | 
         | There were also a number of bad pilots who functioned as
         | targets; taking so much time and concentration to merely keep
         | the plane in the air that they didn't realize there was a
         | killer behind them.
        
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