‘Mama’s boy’ Caleb Williams leaps into the stands to redefine masculinity

Caleb Williams and the “Lambeau Weep” perfectly illustrate the emasculation of football and American culture.

Over the weekend, after a disappointing loss to Washington, the Heisman Trophy-winning USC quarterback climbed into the stands and the arms of his mother to convulse and cry.

Fellow Heisman winner turned ESPN broadcaster Robert Griffin III celebrated Williams’ public show of emotion.

“This young man pours his heart out for his team EVERY TIME he plays. Any NFL team would be lucky to have him as their QB and his emotion shows how much this game means to him,” Griffin posted on X (formerly Twitter).

Damien Woody, a two-time Super Bowl champion turned ESPN broadcaster, also endorsed the “Lambeau Weep,” posting a rebuke of former Colts linebacker Robert Mathis, who criticized Williams.

“I’m sorry but showing emotion [because] it means that much to you isn’t soft. Some men need to become more emotionally mature and not shame someone who shared a moment with a loved one,” Woody wrote.

We can’t be ruled by emotion. It invites chaos, cowardice, and conquest.

I get it. There’s no shame in disappointment reducing a man to tears. I’ve been there. We’ve all been there. But there are appropriate expectations we place on men and leaders on how they deal with their emotions and how they conduct themselves in public.

America did not become the leader of the free world, and football did not become America’s national pastime, because men exhibited the emotional control of 12-year-old girls.

Caleb Williams is soft. He’s not a leader. He’s another victim of the matriarchal culture embraced throughout modern society. He’s been programmed to allow his emotions to dictate his behavior. That programming is at the foundation of the quick-trigger, resort-to-violence mentality pervasive throughout communities devoid of fathers.

Caleb Williams has a dad and a supportive family. That does not make him immune to getting swept up in the matriarchal culture promoted in academia, corporate media, and popular culture.

The spirit of the age forces everyone to conform to the lowered expectations of men.

Thirty-seven years ago, the emasculation movement had not invaded football to the degree it has today. In 1986, the No. 1 football recruit in the nation, Jeff George, suffered a concussion in the first quarter of a game against the University of Minnesota. His mother, Judy, came out of the stands to tend to her son. She rode the golf cart with her son to the locker room.

Sports Illustrated ran a story and picture about it. The media lampooned Jeff George over the incident for the next decade. His mother’s actions violated the man code.

Here we are nearly four decades later, and there’s seemingly no such thing as a man code.

That’s not good. That’s not progress. In the words of Omar Little, the iconic character from my favorite TV show, “The Wire,” a man’s gotta have a code. We can’t be ruled by emotion. It invites chaos, cowardice, and conquest.

Men have abandoned code. We value surrendering to emotion over exercising self-control. When things don’t go our way, we think it authorizes us to give in to emotion.

Feelings have become our god. Our desire to avoid hurting someone’s feelings has empowered the transgender movement, child-friendly drag shows, same-sex marriage, and the prioritization of diversity, equity, and inclusion over merit.

It’s easy and comforting to wag a finger of blame at smash-and-grab looters and gangbangers. That’s a black people problem. The average American has normalized the acceptance of lower standards for fatherless black kids. The average American has yet to fully grasp that his child exists in a hyper-sexualized, perverted environment because of the exact same emasculated mentality wrecking the black community.

The Bloods and the Crips make black neighborhoods unsafe for kids. Disney and academia make white neighborhoods unsafe for kids. The cowardice and emasculation of men allows all of it.

A society built on servicing, protecting, and emoting feelings is doomed to fail. It’s too weak.

Caleb Williams, Robert Griffin, and Damien Woody have bought the lie that we must radically redefine the concept of manhood. Williams paints his fingernails. Griffin spends every waking moment working with a stylist on his latest look. Woody says whatever is necessary to stay in the good graces of his Disney overlords.

All three advocate the same message: Healthy men share their emotions the same as women. It’s not true. It’s not what we’re called to do. It’s not our role in a properly functioning society. As the so-called leader of the USC football team, Williams should share his game-day, in-stadium emotions with the young men engaged in the battle with him. He can be a mama’s boy in the privacy of his home.

Proponents of the matriarchy are using football and black men to reshape masculinity. It’s a clever tactic. It lulls white men into the false belief that it’s not their concern. The fear of being labeled racist or a sellout quiets criticism of the ploy.

Feminists want us to abandon football and let them use the strongest force in popular culture to promote their Marxist agenda. The “Lambeau Weep” is more important than you realize.