Every generation has that one star to look up to. Every fan has their favorite player of all time.
Michael Jordan could make a die hard Knicks fan like Spike Lee get up out of his seat even when he was keeping his beloved Knicks from going to the NBA Finals nearly every year.
Barry Sanders danced his way into homes on thanksgiving every year making a turkey out of his opponents.
Cal Ripken showed how the game was supposed to be played every single game through slumps, pain, and even the dreaded double headers.
Every generation will have it's own stories whether it be Ali, Mays, Sweetness, Rice, Montana, or Lebron.
Sometimes we get lost, thinking these players are bigger than life, but they are not. They are human just like you and me. Perhaps their wallets are much thicker, but in the end they breath the same air, feel the same pain, make the same mistakes.
Everyone has their opinion on Brett Favre right now, but do not forget how grown men cried on that fateful Monday night when he took the field after his father's death and showed that he was superhuman when he played that game, but human when he mourned in front of millions. Don't forget all the memories 4 etched in the game of football. The Superbowls, the records he broke, and the fun he had each and every week. Do not judge him for being human, but love him for having fun.
But then again, what does Scrappy know?
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