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.

Thursday Morning Ramblings

In professional football, there is a small group of ultra-elite players who transcend even the Hall of Fame.  Players like Johnny Unitas, Jim Brown, Lawrence Taylor, Ronnie Lott, Jerry Rice, and Walter Payton changed how the game is played by their talents and work ethics.  The legends of these players have passed from generation to generation, and their names have outlived their playing days because of the brilliance of their performances on the field, usually against championship level competition.

The most difficult position in all of professional sports is NFL quarterback.  The speed and violence of the game combined with the inherent demands of the position make the job an amalgam of leadership, toughness, fearlessness, decision-making, and athleticism, more so than any other position in any other sport.  The great quarterbacks who have played the game at the highest level are all legends.  Fran Tarkenton, Terry Bradshaw, Roger Staubach, Dan Marino, Joe Montana, Peyton Manning, and Tom Brady are some of the best of the best, and each one exemplifies what makes a great quarterback, and we could debate until the end of time who is the absolute best of them all.

However, if you look at the numbers, one quarterback, and only one, holds every single career record that matters.  For 20 seasons, Brett Favre played the position as well as anyone ever has.  Yes, those of us who follow the game grew weary over the last three or four seasons with the retirement/contract game he played, and yes, he might have sent some inappropriate pictures to a reporter, but on the field, he was a general, a surgeon, a gambler, a rock, and a little boy all rolled into one.  I’ve not enjoyed watching a quarterback play more than I enjoyed watching Favre, even when he was playing against my Steelers.  In fact, one of my favorite Favre moments came in the 95 season when Greg Lloyd came untouched on a blitz and absolutely crushed him.  Favre had to be helped from the field, went to the sidelines for one play, threw up from the pain, came back in the game, and then threw a touchdown pass.  That’s tough, the kind of toughness he displayed for 20 seasons, even at the end.

The game will not be as fun without him.  His sense of humor and love of the game made it a pleasure to watch him compete, and his willingness to put it all on the line every single play is why he was so great.  Yes, he threw more interceptions than anyone in history, but he also threw more touchdowns and won more games.  In the end, that’s what it’s all about.  Thank you, Brett Favre, for all of the great, breathtaking moments you gave us.  Thank you for playing the game the way it’s supposed to be played.  You will be the standard against all others will be measured for many decades to come.

 

Wednesday Morning Ramblings

I had a great trip with my boys.  On the first night, there was still snow on the ground here, so they went outside and played.  As they pelted each other with snowballs, their laughter was like fuel for my soul.  Collin is almost seven and has gotten to be such an amazing boy.  He continuously amazes me with his creativity and intelligence.  Finn is four and is probably the sweetest child I’ve ever been around.  He’s incredibly tender and gentle, especially with smaller children.  He’s also scary smart.

We had so much fun I can’t write it all down.  They played and ran and laughed the whole time, and while there were a handful of tantrums and meltdowns, the trip overall was one of the best.

We capped off the trip with a visit to the waterpark, which is where the pictures are from.  As usual, they had a blast there.

Now, it’s time to get back to work.  School starts back next week, and I have a ton of stuff to get caught up on.  That illness cost me over half of my break, so now I’m gonna have to scramble to get ready for the new semester.  Such is life, I guess.  That’s all for now.  Happy New Year, everyone!

Tuesday Morning Ramblings

I get to pick up my kids tomorrow!  God, I’ve missed those boys.  Five months is way too long to go without seeing your children, and even though I try to talk to them on the phone as often as I can, it’s just not the same as seeing their faces, hearing their voices in person, and feeling their touches.  They are the light in my soul and two of the best kids in the world (bias admitted).

On this day, I’m always nervous about getting them.  I always fear that maybe I’ve forgotten how to be their daddy or lost the ability to soothe and comfort them.  I realize that it’s a silly and irrational fear, but that realization doesn’t make the fear any less palpable.  There are so many questions that run through my head: What if they don’t remember me? What if they are angry with me? What if they have changed so much I don’t know them anymore?  Yes, these questions may seem silly to those of you who see your kids regularly, but to those of us who go months at a time without seeing them, those fears are as real as anything.

I have a lot of work to do today to get ready for them, things that normally would already be done, but because of my illness I’ve had to put a lot of stuff on the back burner.  Maybe staying busy today will keep my mind off of the fears and allow the day to go faster.

I’ll try to carve out a few minutes to write an entry or two while they are here and will try to share a few pics. Until then, I hope everyone is having a wonderful week.