Growing up, I watched Notre Dame football frequently. There was always one guy who was my favorite player. Most of them would fade into history except one: Brady Quinn.
Quinn was the most developed quarterback that I had ever seen in my life. The way he threw the ball was a flawless motion with his five-step drop back and his solid arm.
Brady threw only nine touchdowns and threw fifteen interceptions as a freshman. Personally, I didn't think he would last as the starting quarterback. Then as a sophmore, Quinn threw seventeen touchdowns and ten interceptions. He made some improvement but it still wasn't enough. As a junior, Quinn showed his ability to play football. He threw for an amazing thirty-two touchdowns with only seven interceptions.
When he was a senior there was too much hype on the heisman-hopeful. Although he threw for thirty-seven touchdowns and still only seven interceptions, he still was not the top dog in college football. He was still my idol and also my favorite. I used to sit in my computer room and watch highlight film of him as long as I could. I memorized the way he ran, threw, handed off, his drop back, and even how he called an audible!
I will never forget his last game at Notre Dame Stadium. The team came out in green jerseys against Army. I remember him leading the pack on to the field and praying in the end zone. He ran out so swift and calm. But what sticks out in my mind is the way he left the field.
With about 2:30 left in the game, Notre Dame received the ball. The starting offense stayed in the huddle for a TV timeout, and then it happened. The crowd started chanting, "BRADY! BRADY!" and I became emotional.
He walked off the field with his finger pointed up to the dark sky.
I will never forget Brady Quinn. He brought Notre Dame back to where it was meant to be. I am so thankful for him and wish him the best of luck in his professional career.
Ordinary people are forgotten, but legends are always remembered.