Remembering Wayman Tisdale with Admiration

While flipping channels a couple of weeks ago, I stopped briefly on CMT and heard Toby Keith’s “Cryin’ for Me (Wayman’s Song),” a tribute to Wayman Tisdale.  It was the first I learned of his passing and, after looking up the news, I reflected on my memories of the man.

Wayman Tisdale played basketball at Oklahoma when my passion for the college game was very high, shortly after my own high school playing days ended.  His game was outstanding, his smile was infectious, his love of God and life were unmistakable, and he was immensely charismatic.

I’m always wary of presuming to “know” public people, and of consequently ascribing unwarranted character, or lack thereof.   The parts of their lives which aren’t necessarily guarded are too often carefully choreographed.  With Wayman Tisdale,  there was a genuineness which seemed rightfully to beg such cynicism be set aside.

He  so seamlessly integrated the different aspects of his life that it is unimaginable to me it could be anything but authentic.  The ease with which he moved from speaking about basketball, music, or his faith was inspiring. Never contrived, he exuded a passion for the life God gave him.

I’m not sure where my need to mention him originates. He was a public person I admired; but I’m not much enamored of celebrity and he was  a stranger to me otherwise.  Maybe that’s it. His magnetism impressed despite his celebrity, and I wish there were more public people like him.  I hope it brings a smile and some measure of comfort to his family that there are probably countless others, strangers like me, who will always remember him as fondly as if he were a personal friend.

May God bless Wayman Tisdale, and bless and comfort his loving family. And thank you, Lord, for sharing him with all of us.

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One Response to “Remembering Wayman Tisdale with Admiration”

  1. Welborn Says:

    Thanks for a great post. Keep up the good work!