When one goes on vacation and
severely underestimates how much reading material is required, one might end up
browsing the 99-cent used books at the closest bookstore. This is how I ended up reading Looking Deep by Terry Bradshaw with
Buddy Martin.
I love football. I wasn’t paying attention much at the
time that Bradshaw was an active player, but I enjoy his commentary
nowadays. He’s likeable, funny,
and generous in spirit and he has good stories to tell about his remarkable
achievements.
While he is certainly not
perfect, he is disarmingly honest about his own shortcomings. He describes coming to terms with his
own racism and overcoming the biases he grew up with. He owns his part in the professional and personal
relationships that didn’t work out for him.
He’s also humble, crediting his
success to hard work above all. He
addressed his struggles with intelligence, persistence, and humor. May we all do likewise!
Finally, the book was entirely
worth the under-a-buck I paid for it just to learn that the fake name he used
when he had elbow surgery was… Thomas Brady. There has to be a conspiracy theory waiting to happen there.
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