Hero?

       So, I've always wanted to be a hero, a superhero would be nice, but a plain old hero would be sufficient. I imagine myself hitting the game winning home run, or scoring the winning goal, or rescuing some children out of a burning building, or pulling a man from the wreckage of his car, or landing the plane when everyone get food poisoning from eating the onions on their sandwiches.

       I am pretty sure I am not the only one who has thought about this, except for the part about the onions. I think it might be built into us some how. We all dream about being a hero in one way or another. I don't think there is anything wrong with it but...

       In order for me to win, someone else has to lose. A pitcher would have to throw the loosing pitch, a goalie would have to let the losing shot get past. For my 15 minutes of fame, someone else gets a lifetime of infamy, ever heard of Bill Buckner?

       To be a hero there has to be a villain and certainly someone has to suffer. Children would have to experience the horror of being trapped in a burning building, surrounded by smoke and flames, the stuff nightmares are made out of. A man would have to wreck his car, enduring injury and pain. A plane load of people would have to eat onions, get food poisoning, and then live through me landing a plane, they would be scarred for life. 

       It makes me think that maybe I really don't want to be a hero so much. People have enough trouble in their lives without having to borrow some for me...