Detroit has been coasting off that Clint Eastwood car commercial for far too long. The 2014 campaign, One Pride, produced a catchy rallying cry, but based on the well-tread tropes of losers — win or lose, we have each other and our bond formed by being born within 10 miles of one another. To Hell (Mich.) with that! The Lions need to embrace this:
His father was a business and civic leader who was the first African American to become a director of a college football bowl game (1982 Fiesta Bowl). His mother was a librarian/teacher who also kept strict order at home, from cooking their meals to even ironing their sheets. His brother was one of the first African-American scholarship football players in the 1960s at Stanford and has been a longtime distinguished Phoenix banker.
He said his father taught him social grace, that his mother inspired him with her toughness and intelligence and that his brother motivated him to move beyond Phoenix, to spread his wings.
When he was age 12, he was nearly killed.
“I was riding my bike to our local school to play basketball,” Warren said. “A lady ran up on the sidewalk driving nearly 40 miles an hour, hit me and I flew 30-feet into the air. Luckily, I landed on grass. I close my eyes and I still see it. I’m blessed. There were no internal injuries. There was a compound fracture to my right femur. I was in the hospital for six weeks. I had to be in a body cast for six months. The doctors said I would probably never play basketball again. But by the grace of God, I made it back.”
An NFL owner told me, emphatically: “Kevin Warren is not the problem in this situation. Clearly, to me, Adrian Peterson needs to understand that if he wants to continue his career with the Vikings, Kevin Warren can be and has to be a great part of the solution.”