It is when we learn to become aware of those around us, and to reach out to them, that the lessons of the ball field are transferred into the arena of life. We learn that there is no “I” in team. We learn to weep when nothing bad has happened to us, but because it has happened to someone else. We learn to rejoice when we have not benefited, but because someone else has.
We learn to not insist on identicalness. That just as in football, there are different positions in life that are essential to the team as a whole. That it is more than just one player, no matter how talented, that brings success to a team. It is the whole lot—the starters down to the practice squad—that makes up the team.
College football is the final step before a player can cash his talent in at the bank. It may also be the last chance someone has to impact his philosophy of life. He will soon be on his own, and for those most talented, the world will be watching.
Those who never learn the team concept can be seen on Sunday ranting and raving at teammates and coaches—demanding the attention they think they deserve. Others will complain their life away out in the work-a-day world, oblivious to anyone but the man in the mirror.
They sing solo, but their song blesses no one.
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