The first time I heard of Kurt Warner was January 2, 2000. The St. Louis Rams were playing my favorite team, the Philadelphia Eagles. There was this guy who the announcers had said was bagging groceries and playing in the area league the year before this. And he was the quarterback of a team that was 13-2 heading into the last week of the regular season. The next thing I knew, he was winning the NFL League MVP and leading his team to the most exciting super bowl that I have ever seen.
This guy has had the most roller coaster career of any quarterback that I can remember. Small time school product, drafted by the Iowa Barnstormers then five years later MVP of the highest level of competition. He would go on to win another MVP and then just as quickly as he had arrived, he seemingly left. This kid named Marc Bulger was lookin' real good and Warner was released then signed by the team that I hate, the New York Giants. I wanted nothing more than for him to fall flat on his face, but its not personal its just business.
Lucky for me, he did not play well and was gone after one year. He then had two sub-par years in the Arizona desert and then BOOM! He followed with three straight years of at least 3400 yards and 26 TDs, two playoff appearances and one Super bowl loss. Oh, and I forgot to mention, the guy has seven kids and is one of the nicest people in the NFL. His team mates on the Rams called him "the pope".
I wish Kurt Warner and his family nothing but luck in their future endeavors and I thank him for being a model professional athlete, but more importantly a wonderful human being.
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