All posts by D.A. Adams

D.A. Adams is the author of the Brotherhood of Dwarves series and the Sam Skeen saga. He received a Master of Arts in Writing from the University of Memphis in 1999 and taught college English for 16 years. He is the father to two amazing sons and resides in East Tennessee.

Monday Afternoon Ramblings

This post is for all the cowboys who think that driving carefully on snowy/icy/slushy roads is an affront to your manhood.  First, yes, your SUV/pickup/Jeep may have 4WD, but that only helps out in a straight line moving forward.  It offers no real assistance with turning or stopping.  The reason everyone else on the road has slowed down is because we understand this basic fact of physics.  Second, if your sense of manhood is so frail as to be wounded by demonstrating common sense, you have much smaller issues than the speed you’re driving, if you catch my drift.

Also, when there’s snow/sleet falling and visibility is greatly diminished, don’t bother tailgating me in some moronic attempt to make me speed up.  I’m smart enough to know that if I can’t see, I can’t drive fast, and none of your hyper-macho stupidity will change that.  You are the problem, and you are the one who will cause the vast majority of traffic fatalities, not me.  So take a deep breath, lean back in your seat, and slow the hell down.  This isn’t a NASCAR sanctioned event, and you aren’t Jr.  If it were a NASCAR race, they’d cancel it because the track would be too treacherous for racing.  Because they’re smart.

Okay, enough venting for now.  I need to live far away from people.

Sunday Afternoon Ramblings

After the most grueling semester of my career, I desperately needed the break.  However, because of that crazy illness and then the week with my sons, I ended up only getting a couple of days to relax and rest.  We start back to work tomorrow, and I’m about as far from ready as I can be.  I’ve got until Thursday before I’ll be in class, so maybe I can get a jump on my prep and be somewhat prepared going in.

I’m so ready for a change.  I really can’t see myself doing this for much longer.  The toll is too great and the return is too little.  Yes, I chose this as my career, so I’m as much to blame for my situation as anyone, but I think most teachers would agree with me that we are called to this profession by a deeply rooted need to give back to our communities.  I didn’t expect to spend 13 years doing this.  I thought maybe 5-7, but here I am, exhausted and overwhelmed from the relentless wave of grading poorly written essays by apathetic students who would rather be surfing YouTube than listening to class notes.

I don’t mean to be negative, and I’m sorry for complaining, but I feel so defeated by this job.  I have to get the farm moving forward.  The illness and the weather kept me from making any progress over break, so I have get some momentum back soon.  My health and my sanity need to make this change happen, and the sooner the better.

Saturday Afternoon Ramblings

There’s a lesson to be learned from Randy Moss and Albert Haynesworth.  They are great examples of how talent can only carry a person so far.  Both had the raw physical ability to be, if not the very best, one of the best ever to play at their respective positions.  However, both men have lazy streaks that kept them from achieving their full potential.  Because of his numbers, Moss will probably still make the Hall of Fame, but he could’ve been remembered as one of the greats, instead of a guy who played when he wanted to.  Haynesworth, on the other hand, squandered Hall of Fame talent and will hardly be remembered as anything but an overpaid thug.

At the opposite end of the spectrum, there was Jerry Rice.  For the last two or three seasons of his career, Rice was the third or fourth option for his offense, and most players who commanded his salary would’ve been cut.  However, Rice was kept on the team not so much for his productivity but more for his leadership to the younger players.  His work ethic and practice habits provided an example for them to mimic.  He was the greatest wide receiver and one of the three or four greatest football players ever to play the game, and he showed up to work every single day as if his job were on the line.  Not only that, he played every single play as if it were the last play of the Super Bowl.

Neither Moss nor Haynesworth can claim that they have worked as hard as they could in their careers.  Throughout his playing days, Moss has consistently taken off plays when he knew the ball wasn’t coming his way.  He rarely blocked on running plays, and often jogged routes when he was the decoy.  He’s always been selfish and greedy, and now, at the end of his career, he’s been traded and cut and released from team to team to team because he’s a cancer in the locker room and the opposite of a team leader.  Physically, he was as gifted as Rice, but mentally, he lacked the drive, motivation, and discipline to live up to those standards.

Likewise, Haynesworth has always showed up at the beginning of camp fat and out of shape.  Even in college, he rarely practiced hard, and he’s always relied solely on his physical skills to carry him.  Granted, those physical skills were once tremendous, and had he had the work ethic of a Joe Greene or a Randy White, he would’ve dominated the league for a decade.  Instead, he had a couple of great seasons, always in contract years, and then a few above average seasons and a few forgettable ones.  At the end of his career, his head coach Mike Shanahan finally held him accountable for his behavior, benching him until he got his weight down, sitting him again when his attitude stank, and finally suspending him for the final four games.  Hardly the end of a career for a guy with Hall of Fame talent, but definitely the end for one with a welfare mentality.

Both Moss and Haynesworth are wealthier than I’ll ever be.  Their worst NFL contracts are probably more than I’ll make in my entire life, so in monetary terms, they were both successful men.  Unfortunately, that seems to be the only standard that matters these days, but that’s another issue altogether.  I still believe in the archaic notion that a person should be measured by the quality of their work, not just how much money they make.  In those terms, both Moss and Haynesworth failed to make the most of the natural skills they were blessed with, and while they did achieve some success on the field, both men failed to elevate their teams to championship levels.  That’s because champions are motivated by the desire to be the best in the world, and they work and work and work until they make that happen.  That’s the lesson of these two men.  Soon, they will be out of football for good and forgotten by most, and the league will be better off without them and their rotten attitudes.