.Sometimes a person makes an impression. We don’t know who it may be. It could be a teacher, a coach, a boss, bus driver or even the person working the counter at your deli or convenience store. Someone, for some reason you connect to and it seems like everything you learn from them is profound.
For some of us that person may be someone that we have never had the chance to meet. A musician, an actor, a writer or even a sports star. For me one of those people has been Drew Brees.
Growing up I was a Jets fan (I know, I know), and around the 1-15 season for the Jets, I started to root for the Saints too. I would always keep tabs on the Saints after that but it wasn’t until I was finally brought to the beautiful city of New Orleans that I learned the true wonder of being a Saints fan.
The city embraced the Saints and loved them win or lose (and at the time there was a lot of losing). The attitude, the music, the parties and of course the food (true gumbo is heaven sent). These were my sports people and I knew it. I was hooked.
Now for those older school Saints fans, I’m talking about the pre-Drew, Rickey Williams and his weed, Joe Horn using a hidden cell phone in the end zone and Aaron Brooks showing the league he could throw down field with Manning and Brady. I adopted them or maybe I should say they adopted me. You see, Saints fans welcome you…. They embrace you. They lead you to the party cause “Win or lose, Saints fans are gonna booze.”
I decided it was time to move down to New Orleans myself but I never got the chance… Katrina. The devastation that hit the area was and still is mind boggling. A city that was so inviting, that rejoiced at every chance they got and was the liveliest city I have ever seen was suddenly silent and in dire straits. The sanctuary that was used for celebrations on Sundays, was now a refuge and a shelter. I’ve never seen the Superdome like this. This event cause so much chaos. I wasn’t sure if anyone or anything could bring them back to normalcy.
The Saints were in a transition at the time too. A new coach and a new quarterback. The quarterback that was chosen was coming off one of the worst shoulder injury surgeries imaginable and was already being questioned about his performance before the surgery. What Saints fans were about to see was the start of one of the greatest coach/quarterback combos of all time.
Their first year they did something magical… they gave the city hope. The second year they did something that almost everyone thought was impossible… they made the New Orleans Saints Super Bowl Champions. I was on Bourbon St. for the NFC championship game that year with my then girlfriend now wife. The entire games atmosphere was amazing. No one was on the streets, everyone was in a bar watching the game. When they won, the streets were as full as the busiest Mardi Gras day. The “Rebirth” of New Orleans was complete.
Drew and Sean were never able to recreate the success from that year. Bad defenses, Sean’s year suspension, the Minnesota Miracle (and mini miracle), the “No Call Pass Interference” (that was the worst) and last the Tom Brady experience. Through it all I was with them and Drew. His leadership was tremendous and the way he handled the team through the ups and downs was outstanding. Drew’s off the field charity work and dedication to New Orleans recovery was matched by none.
“If you love New Orleans, she’ll love you back” - Drew Brees
My admiration for him was complete when he broke the all-time passing yards record on a Monday Night Football game. I remember watching it like it was yesterday. After Drew broke the record and celebrated with his teammates on the field, he found his family on the sidelines. Hugging his kids he told them “I love you so much. You can accomplish anything in life if you’re willing to work for it. Nothing is given to you… everything’s earned.” After the game he was asked about that interaction with his family and he replied “It’s something that we say to the kids every night before bed.” Having 2 kids of my own, this hit home.
A great football player, a great leader, a great role model, a great man and now of course a great family man and father. WWDD (What Would Drew Do) would start to run through my mind in all situations. Trying to be even a little like him has always been an aspiration.
So this goes out to you Drew. Thank you for all you have done. Thank you for the championship. Thanks you for showing us how to act in defeat. Thank you for showing up and being a warrior these past few years. Thank you for being an amazing human and helping the city of New Orleans in its time of need. Finally, thank you for just being you. You may never know how much you mean to a lot of us but know that it’s a place in us that we will always cherish.
I selfishly never wanted you to stop playing until you got that second championship. You have always been the underdog. He’s too small, he can’t through the long ball anymore, or whatever garbage excuse they make up to convince themselves that you’re not as good as Manning, Brady, Rodgers or any of the others. But it was just that… garbage excuses. I always thought getting that second ring would have helped shut the naysayers up. They could then all see you for what you really are… a lot of peoples Hero.
Enjoy your retirement. I’ll be listening when you’re broadcasting on TV. If it ever get to meet you, after I stand there speechless for a little while, I am pre-apologizing for what may seem like an awkward hug to you. You see it may be an awkward to you but to me it would be like hugging a longtime friend. Who Dat!?!