The boy in me who was raised on Buddy Ryan football was shocked to hear himself say no. My ego and pride were alive with the notion that someone thought my son would be a good football player, but the idea of him banging his head into other people terrified me.
When I met my husband 14 years ago, he turned me into a football fan. He was passionate about his team, and I joined his bandwagon. Now, our 4-year-old son has done the same. But he, well, he has taken it to an entirely new level.
Should there even be high school football? Just asking that question is probably an affront to players and their fans at every level. But I'm asking because the question needs to be asked. Because don't we put student safety above all else?
As a nation, we love football and we don't want to deal with the giant elephant in the room: football is a game that's inherently dangerous to the human brain, and there's really not much we can do about it.
I grew up watching football, and my two sons, ages 18 and 12, are no different. In my family, football is more than a sport -- it's a passion. After my sons asked persistently, I decided to let them play the game.
In Florida nine men were arrested last week for running a gambling ring centering on youth football. How did bettors attempt to influence the outcome? By bribing and paying the young players. Players would be paid thousands of dollars after a particularly pleasing game.