John Madden taught me to love football. Short of late night D&D sessions with my brother Malik, nothing was was better in the mid-80s than Sunday, Redskins vs. Cowboys, Madden and Summerall on the one and two. And the Cowboys sucked then. I didn't care. People say Madden's skills declined in recent years. I guess. But I watch football the way men pilot time machines. There's something so boyish about the game, about the physicality of it, and how all your hopes hang on stupid things. Madden always took me back. He will be missed.
Also, my apologies to Packers fans, but I love this clip, in part because you can feel Madden's passion.