Last Sunday the Philadelphia Eagles lost to the Green Bay Packers. At one point during the game, Eagles Linebacker Stewart Bradley flew in for a tackle and slammed his head against the hip of a teammate. Bradley got up slowly, obviously dizzy, took a few steps forward, and fell back to the ground. He called for teammates to help him up, but the trainers got there first, checked him out, and helped him off the field. Five minutes later, Bradley was back on the field, although he lasted only a few more plays before being sent to the bench for the rest of the game. After the game, it was announced that Bradley had suffered a concussion, and he has not yet been cleared to practice or rejoin the team.
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A few commonsense lessons that we seem to be forgetting these days, at least in lieu of the Tiger Woods situation:
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Imagine what professional baseball would be like if it was commonly accepted practice for teams to schedule a dozen games every year against AAA minor league teams–and that those games would count when it came time to determine who made the playoffs. Or what the NFL would be like if the Patriots, Giants, Cowboys, Colts, and other dominant franchises were guaranteed that they would play 2/3 of their games at home every year. What would happen?
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As you probably heard, New York Yankees third baseman Alex Rodriguez just admitted to using steroids. It seems to me that everyone is in the wrong here: A-Rod is certainly in the wrong for taking steroids, but the blame doesn’t end with him. The testing lab, the Justice Department, Sports Illustrated, the Players Union, the commissioner’s office, and the media all deserve plenty of blame as well. It’s a tragic tale with a simple moral: the time has come to put an end to the steroids fiasco, one way or another.
In case you missed it, here is a brief time line of what happened:
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The NFL lost one of it’s greatest coaches yesterday, as Colts coach Tony Dungy retired. Dungy ought to be a sure-fire Hall of Fame coach–but I’ll get to that in a moment. What really sets Dungy apart is his quality as a human being. You didn’t have to be told that Dungy was a man who loved his neighbor. All you needed to do was watch him. He didn’t yell, scream, and jump up and down at officials or at his players. He talked to them. He spoke about his opponents with the utmost respect–and more often than not, that respect was reciprocated. Dungy was a man of faith, a man of God. He never hid that fact–often speaking openly about his faith–but you’d know without him saying anything. It was plainly clear by the love he showed to everyone around him.
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