In its simplest form, football is just a game of boys. But in this game there are so many lessons that correlate to life outside the game. For me that correlation has never been stronger than it was yesterday.
Sometimes in life, despite your efforts, things don’t go your way. Yesterday, we found ourselves 10 points behind after a brutal 80+ yard drive by the Texans. There was an obvious pass interference penalty and some cheap shots from the Texan’s secondary.
Sometimes in life, you screw things up yourself. Yesterday, we saw interceptions and missed tackles and incorrect routes by receivers.
Sometimes in life, you feel like you have no time left before the clock runs out. Yesterday, we were down by two scores with less than one quarter to play.
I know football is just a game and it may not be important who won or lost yesterday. What is important is what these games can teach us about life.
Yesterday, despite bad luck, poor play and dire circumstances, I saw a team that stayed together, leaned upon its support, and faced its fear head on with a calming sense of certainty. A winning formula.
The challenges that I face are real. This is no game. Physically, things have not gone my way, I’ve made mistakes in life and the experts tell me the clock is ticking. It’s scary to walk out on the field in front of 75,000 people when you’re half the man you used to be.
I wanted to unravel, drop my poise and close up the playbook.
But in the end, I think the formula is the same. I am staying close to the ones that I love, I am relying on support from my team and I am looking my fear in the eye and laying bare my chest.
I’m fortunate because I am loved by my wife and family; boys like Will Smith and Drew Brees are powerful support, and the 75,000 in the crowd are on my team.
I am not here to predict the outcome of my life, but deep within my soul, I have a calming sense of certainty.