I'm old enough to remember watching the first Super Bowl and I was really disappointed when the Baltimore Colts moved to Indiana because I had followed them as a kid. Growing up in Ohio we had lots of professional sports to follow and football was the sport to talk about. But when I married and moved to Indiana all we had was Bobby Knight and I didn't care much for his act.
In the meantime while raising kids I lost track of sports and the teams and where they are from. Professional sports became too much about money and getting together to drink beer and when the marching bands quit marching and the halftime became entertainment I quit watching.
However, when Tony Dungy came to Indiana every time I saw him on the news or during a game he looked like a genuine guy. And then last year when his son died I watched him from a distance and all that I saw showed a man filled with grace and humility.
I haven't watched a whole game this year, but I sat down and watched the last part of the Colts game and when I saw the coach calmly standing through all the pressure I wanted him to win. Not the Colts or Peyton Manning, but Mr. Dungy. Because he's brought a little sanity to the sport.
From the Indianapolis Star: "Dungy, 51, is a man of deep convictions, and he is not always motivated by the same things as others. He repeatedly has said that he is not a "lifer," that he does not plan to grow old as a coach, but neither has he decided when to get out, or whether the Super Bowl could be his last game.
"It's something I haven't thought a whole lot about," Dungy said. "I'll sit down with (owner) Jim (Irsay) at the end of the year and I'll sit down with my wife and we'll do just what we do at the end of every year.
"First thing, you have to make sure they want you back. I never take that for granted anymore."
Big Brother
GO COLTS!!
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