Even through the disappointment of a loss I always find inspiration from a teammate or teammates. One of the great things about playing football is the truth that you find out on the field. There are lots of people I know that I wish I could play football with. At some point and time your teammates will find out what kind of fight you have, and what kind of sacrifice you're willing to make.
This is probably why many of my closest friends were at one time teammates, or outside of sports, have gone through some type of experience that tested their bond. I have a lot of friends that I've laughed with, gotten into trouble with, and been entertained with over the years. I know these people would do a lot for me as I would for them.
Still there are very few that would know who I was if they passed by me standing in an alley outnumbered by six angry men showing no signs of mercy.
There are even fewer who would rush to my side and stand back-to-back with me asking no questions other than 'Can I get the big one?' I am fortunate to have at least a locker room of these friends like Adam Hollifield who fought the second half of Saturday's game with a busted up foot knowing that we couldn't afford to lose him. Some people give me the credit of being tough. I mean, I wear a red jersey at practice.
(Adam) Truitt, (Jake) Seitz, (Jo) Arnold, the entire O-Line, those guys sacrifice their bodies to protect their quarterback every single day. They leave me no choice but to be tough. 'Faithful are the wounds of a friend but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.'
P.S. Thank you to all of our fans who stick with us through thick and thin