“The only yardstick for success our society has is being a champion. No one remembers anything else.”
I remember giving him the evil eye!
There he was, sitting on the couch with that damn controller in his hand. He would sit in the same spot for hours, and all I would hear was Madden’s loud mouth yelling out plays.
I couldn’t help but think how awful my husband’s (boyfriend at the time) parents were for allowing him to become so addicted to a video game. And before anyone rolls their eyes or says, “well, how do you know it’s his parent’s fault” because I know them, so there’s that.
He’s always been an all-A student and smart as a whip in high school and throughout college; however, John Madden made me want to strangle this man. And every year, a new Madden football game would appear in our family room. Finally, one year, he announced that he was done and ready to move on. But then his mini-me was born and took over where he left off. But I have rules. Madden will only be played for 30-60 minutes at a time, two days a week. PERIOD!
Madden Is An Icon
Hearing his loud, booming, joyful voice during the REAL, LIVE football games was comforting. It was easy to see that he loved everything about football. His love for the game makes me more determined than ever to find that same love for something. Can you imagine how much joy you would feel if you lived each day doing something you were meant to do?
Mr. Madden, you will be missed, but a legend is never forgotten.
RIP to the man, the myth, the legend, John Madden….85 years of greatness!
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