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By Josh Ouellette

In the world of football some things just don’t seem to make sense. I know this to be true due to the recent release and signing of Randy Moss, who will now be on his third team this year. The Tennessee Titans. Yes this move came out of left field and as a Titans fan I wont lie, I am overjoyed. But also shocked at the stupidity of Brad Childress for letting him go.

Yeah Randy Moss said some things about play calling he shouldn’t have. Yeah he praised the other team a little too much. But he is still one of the premiere receivers in the game. And good old Chilly decided to chew him up and spit him out like he was an undrafted rookie from the practice squad.

The Titans will give defenses fits now. With having to keep eight in the box against Chris Johnson, having to spy on Vince Young, the receiving threat of Kenny Britt and now Moss with the down field option. This might make the Titans season a memorable one. Sure I think this because I’m a fan. But think about it and you’ll come to realize, like fellow Mid Valley writer Josh Lowden did this is a very true fact.

This really got me thinking. Football is a cruel sport that will spit you out whenever it’s done with you.

You don’t really get to choose when to leave it that often, because if you choose to leave it will haunt you and remind you its still there. It will eat at you. Nag at you. Mock you with watching it on television. It is an evil temptress.

But for all of its evil it is a benevolent game when you are in the eye of its storm.  Football can reward you with so much. Things like glory, fame, friendships, memories, life lessons, and so many more.

The most important thing it can give you is it can teach you how to love. By this I mean, you have to love football to keep playing it, you have to love it to wake up for early practices, you have to love it to go through two or even three-a-days in the summer, you have to love it to come back the next Monday after a tough loss the week before, you have to love it to lay your body on the line on any given play. This is the best lesson football can give you.

I learned this because I now realize Randy Moss has to love football to bounce from team to team this year. He has to love it to learn a third offensive system in the same year.

What I hope is that I can love something as much as I loved football. I only can hope I can love my future wife as much, well at least half as much as I have and will always love football.

I wrote two weeks ago I had been losing touch with football. I thought it was football’s fault. But really it was mine because it has been mocking me. Mocking me to pick up my cleats and play.

I know since my knees are shot at 19, I wont ever get the chance to play in an organized situation again. But if your ever driving by a park, or a high school, or an Azusa Pacific Intramural flag football game and you see a 6’5” Blonde haired, blue eyed maniac on the field. That’s probably me, because my phone rang and I just answered it.  And the line will stay busy until football decides to spit me up and chew me out.