On the eve of the Super Bowl, the NFL announced the Comeback Player of the Year. E.J. Henderson finished third. What?
Apparently, the definition of Comeback Player of the Year has changed. The CPOY I remember was someone who overcame physical adversity to reclaim his spot in the NFL. While the three top finishers – Michael Vick, Mike Williams and Henderson – all meet that criteria, they got to the position of consideration for much different reasons. It is the reasons that make the final vote a joke.
Vick won the award by proving that a stint at Leavenworth doesn't kill an NFL career. You get sent there for a reason. Were federal prosecutors celebrating when the put a celebrity away – based almost exclusively on his "friends" ratting him out? Definitely. That's how the feds work. Numbers and high-profile convictions. But, I think I could have convinced 12 rational people Vick was guilty of dog fighting charges – and I'm not a lawyer (ding!). If the NFL had a Rehabilitated Player of the Year, Vick's my pick. Next year, I'll vote for Plaxico Burress.
Vick's "comeback" is from federal prison – nothing more, nothing less. He was sent away for heinous activities that a lot of people find reprehensible, regardless of his athletic ability.
Second place went to Williams. Why? Because he returned from the self-inflicted death. Drafted by the Lions in 2005 and paid handsomely as a result, he bloated like a woman with high-sodium needs and played himself out of Detroit – no small feat. Brief stints in Tennessee and Oakland proved fruitless in 2007 and he was out of the league for two years before his old college coach (Pete Carroll) got a job in the NFL and found a way to resurrect his career from sitting around doing nothing. What an achievement!
Henderson finished third. Why? Because he went to jail? Nope. Because he was charged with stealing money from the Lions after posting a weight-gaining factor of 15? Nope. Why? Because, when he taken off a football field in Arizona with his upper leg snapped like a dry twig.
It's hard to put that moment in perspective. I've spoken with his teammates, including his brother Erin. I've spoken with head coach Leslie Frazier about it. I've spoken with head trainer Eric Sugarman about it. They all agreed – at the time it happened, they all thought E.J.'s career was over. He has to provide paperwork when he goes to the airport because he had a titanium rod surgically-inserted into his thigh in hopes he could play again. Not only did he return, he came back the first day of training camp and didn't look back.
Third place? Oh, hell no. Perhaps part of the collective bargaining negotiations should focus more on players like Henderson, whose love of the game pushes him to come back, rather than players like Vick – who gets the franchise tag as reward for his version of rehabilitation. As for Williams, just pay him and see what you get. Welcome back to obscurity.
I never thought bronze was more valuable than gold, but on this particular medal stand, give me third place, too.
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John Holler has been writing about the Vikings for more than a decade for Viking Update. Follow Viking Update on Twitter and discuss this topic on our message boards. To become a subscriber to the Viking Update web site or magazine, click here.
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