The love of the hit. The game of football is a game that
requires heart. Whether getting hit or giving the hit, players can get hurt on
every play. A man that forever loved the game was Freddie Steinbeck. In Freddie’s
early years, he played for Wheat Ridge High school. He later played for Texas.
Freddie started as safety for the Longhorns. He was a man of faith, hard work,
and dedication. God was always with him everywhere we went. On December 6, 1969,
he played for the National Championship. With a hurt leg, he won the title
against Arkansas. On December 12, his leg was amputated. A larger tumor was making
him have pain in his leg.
Only six days ago was the best day of his life. Winning the
national championship and now bed ridden in pain. This was a man of faith. A
man that did not deserve this. Why was this happening to him? There are
somethings that no one can explain. Events will continue to happen without
anyone knowing why. The only thing that you can do is get up and keep going. This
is exactly what Freddie did.
January 1, 1970, kicked off the Cotton Bowl. Freddie stood
on the sidelines when no one thought he could. The doctors told him that he
might not walk again. Freddie had 20 days to train for the game, and that’s exactly
what he did. Every day, he would practice trying to walk with crutches. When solely
walking on the field, the crowd cheered. Here he was on the sideline of the field
still apart of the team. When the clock finally hit zero, the Longhorns were
victorious. The game ball was given to Freddie. Freddie passed away on June 6,
1971.
Freddie still lives on in many people’s hearts. The
Longhorns especially. Freddie’s story has inspired many. I Play to Win and My All
American both tell this remarkable story. What I get most out of this story
is that he never questioned his faith. Instead, he looked at his leg and said let’s
do this. He disobeyed the doctors and did the impossible. Maybe it was stubbornness
or just pure will, but still he did it. Anyone can take something from Freddie Steinbeck’s
story. For the love of the game of football to his character as a human being,
are just two examples to hold on to.
Playing the game of football truly does take heart. Anything can happen on any play. I never expected to break my collar bone during one of our games but it just happened. There is just so much contact and nothing you can do to try and avoid getting hurt.
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