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When you become the "it"
that happens
by Nathan'ette Burdine: April 26, 2016

Former Indian Wells CEO Raymond Moore became the shit that happened to ruin his life.

Moore made the foolish decision to let everyone know what he really thinks about the women tennis players: “…you know, in my next life, when I come back, I want to be someone in the WTA [Women’s Tennis Association] because they ride on the coattails of the men.”

Everyone knows you can’t talk about the women folks like you use to do fifty years ago because women, now days, have more political and economic power than what they did during the days of black and white TV.

The only explanation for Moore’s loose lips sinking his ship is that he became too comfortable with the people around him and thought it was ok to say in public what he had been saying in private.

Moore was a professional tennis player and had worked as an executive with Indian Wells for 29 years.

And when a person holds a position of power as long as Moore did, they tend to think that they’re untouchable.

In fact, Moore thought that his job was so secure that he would be there as long as he wanted.

Before he made his unfortunate comments, Moore told a group of reporters: “Firstly, I love what I’m doing-I enjoy it. Who knows who the face of the tournament will be down the road. But I don’t think that, oh, I’m going to stop next year or three years.”

Ol’ Moore is right about one thing, he didn’t think. And because he didn’t think, Moore became the shit that happened to ruin his life and forced him to step down not “next year or three years later,” but this year.

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