Blayne Sucks

One of the reasons why I like sports, and football in particular, is that they are readily analogous to life. Over the football season, you can see life lessons in action and have an opportunity to learn from them. More importantly, it is easier to talk about football problems than real life problems from time to time. In real life, some topics become so sensitive that we can’t talk about them without bending over backwards to achieve a level of political correctness which ends up distracting us from resolving the deeper issues. This happens less often in sports or fiction.

The most amazing story in football this week has to be Kevin Everett’s seemingly astounding progress in recovering from a devastating neck injury. Life can throw difficulties like this your way from time to time. Car accidents with serious injuries and deaths happen every day. Seeing that people can handle these problems is both encouraging and inspiring.

Of course, there are also other injuries that happen as a result of football. I can’t say that I’ve ever been so passionate about football that I would get into a physical altercation about it. However, the analogy holds even in this extremely weird case. These folks had far more in common than they had differences. They both liked football. They both apparently liked the same bar. How many times does the human race fight over the tiny ways in which we differ?