Some Respect For The Enemy

Jim Johnson died a couple weeks ago. For those that don't know, he was the defensive coordinator for the Eagles, and for my money, the best in the league over the past five years or so. I hated Johnson. Arguably no man ruined more Sundays for me over the past decade.

The thing I love about sports, though, is there's always this moment when hatred transitions into respect. I was happy when Darrell Green got into the Hall--mostly because I remember him running down Tony Dorsett. And come on, dude played cornerback at 42! Anyway, I feel the same way about Johnson. I felt the same way about LT and Cunningham. If you're honest with yourself, and not just a fanboy, you come to know who on the opposing team is 'bout it and who's faking. Jim Johnson always brought it.