Chewing Glass

Allow me a very self-indulgent post today. Yes, I know, they’re all self-indulgent. That’s why you write a blog in the first place, Silly!

When I was young…Oh, a few of you are still here…anyway, when I was young, I had a football coach who took the following view of injuries:

If it’s more than a foot away from your heart, you’re okay. Get back in there!

He was a big, gruff, ex-professional football player whose career spanned the years when face-masks were still a novelty, and long before the current obsessive concern with player safety (there’s a post for another day). Of course, he was exaggerating a bit, nevertheless, he was unsympathetic to players who faced injuries less than heroically.

Continue reading “Leave No One Behind! Kill the Wounded!”

Bear with me for a minute as I do a little inside-sports riff here. Stick with it though, because this post is not about football.

My beloved Spartans finished a disappointing season last week with a come from behind win over the TCU Hornfrogs in the, ahem, Buffalo Wild Wings Bowl. After the game, in which starting quarterback and team co-captain, Andrew Maxwell was benched, I got a less than complimentary text about him from a perennial MSU-basher who shall remain nameless.

I didn’t respond to it at the time because the truth was that Andy didn’t have a good game. In fact, he had precious few good moments all season. He’s a junior so he’ll be back next season, but by no means is he guaranteed to be the starting quarterback again. After the game, he was asked how he felt about the benching:

Continue reading “Andrew Maxwell, Hero”