Brian Dawkins: The Best Eagle Ever



Brian Dawkins 2018 NFL Hall of Fame Speech

Faith, family & football: these are the three key elements in the life of Brian Dawkins, arguably one of the best players to don a Philadelphia Eagles uniform in the modern era. Dawkins is passionate about everything, and everything starts with faith. Faith the noun and faith the verb were Dawkins’ No. 1 traits. He practiced what he preached and he lived what he learned.

Dawkins’ speech at the 2018 Hall of Fame Enshrinement Ceremony was one for the ages. If you haven’t seen it, do yourself a favor and stop reading right now and watch it. Please. It’s totally worth it. B-Dawk was the first Eagle to reach the Hall since Reggie White, the “Minister of Defense” in 2005, and it was worth the wait. I’ve watched the clip over and over and I’m moved to tears and cry like a baby every time.

Dawkins began his speech by giving praise to God. He shouted “hallelujah” before uttering any other words. It set the tone and paved the way for a stirring, rousing, emotionally moving speech that revealed that there was no shame in Brian Dawkins game. His past, private struggles are now very public, as he detailed how his pain gave birth to his gain. Dawkins faith and his family, especially his wife, were vital to helping him deal with the vicissitudes of his life,

Dawkins was a great football player and he wasn’t great by accident. He was a great player because he is a better person. He urged everyone not to settle, but to push through the pain, because there is purpose in pain. You saw how he played the game; he played with reckless abandon. And that’s how he lives. Dawkins told us that his pain increased his faith exponentially. He said that he went “through” his struggles – he did not stay in them. And he encouraged everyone with these words: “Don’t stay where you are; keep moving and keep pressing through.”  

If we didn’t learn anything else from the 2018 NFL Hall of Fame Enshrinement Ceremony, we learned this; it’s faith that gets us through, it’s family that carries us through, and football, for most of the inductees, as rough and tough as it can be, connected the two together. Brian Dawkins, Randy Moss and Ray Lewis are symbols of the faith we need to have in God, the strength that family gives us, and the joy of being a part of a championship caliber team that endures pain and struggle and secures victories and upsets and comebacks and turnarounds in providential ways. 

So take it from Brian Dawkins: push through. There’s s gain on the other side of your pain.


So What’s Up With Sports In Philly?

Philly Sports

The Sixers suck. Sorry for the French, but the truth is the light. The Sixers haven’t won a game yet. We’re not talking road games, we’re talkin’ ANY game. They’re losing streak is epic and historic, as they are 0-17, err — make that 0-18 — as of this writing. What a way to get out of the gate. They’re trying, but also tripping over themselves late in close games. I watched them the other night as they had an 11 point lead late in the game. And it was in Boston against the Beantown Boston Celtics no less, our longtime, loathsome rivals. And hate them as we must, we still couldn’t use that as motivation to get our first win. (I’m shaking my head right now). Oh well; on to the next team.

The Eagles stink. There. I said it and kept it clean. My birds are cooked and casseroled, roasted and toasted, baked and broiled, stewed and steamed, fried and fricasseed, sautéed and stir-fried, barbequed burnt and microwaved dry. And did I say they’ve been roasted two weeks in a row? They gave up 45 points twice inside of a calendar week! That’s 90 points in two consecutive games, for those that are counting. They’re supposed to be playing football, not college basketball. I’m just sayin’. Oh well; on to the next team.

The Phillies smell like puke. That’s right, I said it. This year the Phillies were at the bottom of the barrel for the entire season. The ENTIRE season! SERIOUSLY?! We let go of every good and gifted player in an effort to “clean house” and get ready for … the future? Whatever that means and is. And there’s no tellin’ what they’ll look (or smell) like in 2016. Yes we got a new GM, but the guy’s got to produce, and that may take time. Oh well; on to the next team.

That leaves the Flyers. The Flyers. Our beloved Flyers. Currently, the Broad Street Bullies are 9-10-5; that’s nine up, 10 down, and 5 even (or wins, loses and ties for those that don’t follow hockey). And I can’t comment on the team because I can’t name a single, solitary player. Bernie Parent, Reggie Leach and Bobbie Clark are long gone. Oh well.

So what’s a Philly fan to do? Hope. Hope that someone on some team has some gumption or gusto or chutzpah or hutzpah or conviction or confidence that we will win again! Remember when the Green Bay Packers were as bad as all of our teams put together? Back in the 70’sand 80’s when the Packers couldn’t hit the side of a barn (to mix in a basketball metaphor), they’re motto was “The Pack Will Be Back!” Yeah! And they came back. We gave Green Bay Reggie White (you’re welcome) and they had Bret Favre and the rest is history.

So what’s the lesson here? What can we learn from all of this lethargy, lifelessness and lassitude? Sometimes you have to hit bottom in order to bounce and head back to the top. And that’s true in sports and in life. The way up is down. The way in is out. And the best way to start is to begin at the end. It sounds like double speak and double talk, but it’s true. In order to get out of a jam, it’s best to see yourself out of it, and then go from there.

And as for Philly sports, if this season aint the base and the bottom and the backside of sports in Philly, then God help us.