I was reminiscing in a thread earlier this week about watching Eric Allen return an interception and then hand the ball to Randall Cunningham, who was watching the whole thing from the tunnel, on crutches and out for the season. In comments we started talking about what that moment meant. It's weird to say your writing is inspired by football, but mine certainly is. If ever I could get my intensity up to that Ray Lewis level, I think I could do a lot more.
But I look at football as art--it is the only reality television that actually interest me. Sometimes when I watch old plays, like this one below, I actually applaud like I've seen the last act of a great play. Deniro has nothing on Gayle Sayers, or Primetime. Back in 92, I watched the Cowboys play the 49ers in the championship game. It was the only moment when my team was actually better than I thought they were. I was pretty sure they'd lose to the 49ers, especially after Steve Young led his team to score late in the 4th.
And then I watched Troy Aikman drop back and hit Alvin Harper across the middle. Harper ran like 70 yards, and I swear I heard the back of the entire 49er organization break. For a kid who's second year as a Cowboys fan ended with "The Catch," this was religious. The Cowboys went on to win, and then become the team of the 90s.