Ned Flanders
Banned
No, not MJ.
Barry Sanders was and remains the fucking man.
The man did things his way. In fact had he not carried himself with such an unassuming, professional, and selfless manner, things might be different right now. You might be calling him "The NFL's All-Time Leading Rusher", or "The Greatest Runningback That Ever Lived". You might even get in a few heated arguements as to whether or not he is the greatest athlete of our era.
But Barry wasn't like that. When Barry retired, he was done. Didn't announce it to anyone, didn't attempt a comeback to pursue the all-time rushing mark or a ring, just retired. All while still dominating the league consistently.
He had everything. Speed, stamina, quicks, power, agility, finese. He could see the field and hit the holes before they formed, and he could turn absolutely unequivocally positively NOTHING into 15 yards every time. He would flambe All-Pro linebackers with consistency and with Sportcenter flair, score a breakaway touchdown, and then hand the ball to the ref as though he were a lady who dropped her purse on the sidewalk.
Barry is a prime example of how to conduct yourself as a man, excel at what you do, and not fall victim to the vanity and hype of stardom. We can only speculate as to what great heights Barry may have acheived had he not retired when he did, particularly if he were to have gone to a better franchise. But I'm sure that Barry would rather leave us speculating, our memories of his greatness awash with the lingering desire to see just one more spectacular play.
In the wake of great stars like Karl Malone and Emmit Smith selling their souls in pursuit of career achievements, I have an even greater appreciation for the way in which Barry conducted himself. For those of us that lived through and watched his career, as with those who witnessed Gale Sayers' (injury) shortened career, I think we owe it to future football fans to make sure his name remains spoken among the greatest that ever played, a mans man.
Barry Sanders was and remains the fucking man.
The man did things his way. In fact had he not carried himself with such an unassuming, professional, and selfless manner, things might be different right now. You might be calling him "The NFL's All-Time Leading Rusher", or "The Greatest Runningback That Ever Lived". You might even get in a few heated arguements as to whether or not he is the greatest athlete of our era.
But Barry wasn't like that. When Barry retired, he was done. Didn't announce it to anyone, didn't attempt a comeback to pursue the all-time rushing mark or a ring, just retired. All while still dominating the league consistently.
He had everything. Speed, stamina, quicks, power, agility, finese. He could see the field and hit the holes before they formed, and he could turn absolutely unequivocally positively NOTHING into 15 yards every time. He would flambe All-Pro linebackers with consistency and with Sportcenter flair, score a breakaway touchdown, and then hand the ball to the ref as though he were a lady who dropped her purse on the sidewalk.
Barry is a prime example of how to conduct yourself as a man, excel at what you do, and not fall victim to the vanity and hype of stardom. We can only speculate as to what great heights Barry may have acheived had he not retired when he did, particularly if he were to have gone to a better franchise. But I'm sure that Barry would rather leave us speculating, our memories of his greatness awash with the lingering desire to see just one more spectacular play.
In the wake of great stars like Karl Malone and Emmit Smith selling their souls in pursuit of career achievements, I have an even greater appreciation for the way in which Barry conducted himself. For those of us that lived through and watched his career, as with those who witnessed Gale Sayers' (injury) shortened career, I think we owe it to future football fans to make sure his name remains spoken among the greatest that ever played, a mans man.