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Sunday, May 9, 2004 By TODD PORTER Repository sports writer
CANTON -- The line stretched around the Pro Football Hall of Fame before the doors opened Saturday.
The breath of a fresh day hit fans at 7:30 a.m. Grown men held football cards and miniature helmets. Fathers held the hands of their sons, some so small they couldn’t see over the retaining wall in front of the Hall of Fame.
Once the shrine opened, the line stretched from the Hall’s theater to the front of the building. It was awfully early to be waiting for an autograph.
Who’s complaining?
A half a world away, soldiers dodged bullets. The world they once knew, places such as the Hall of Fame on a sunny Saturday, is a long way from home.
Maybe someone was in line for them. Maybe there was another graduate from McKinley High School putting his life in harm’s way who couldn’t be in that line to get autographs from a couple of high school idols turned NFL players.
McKinley graduates Mike Doss and Kenny Peterson, who make their fame and fortune in the NFL, shook hands and made small talk with former NFL great Elvin Bethea in a room inside. Bethea was enshrined last year. Doss, Peterson and Bethea were the men of the hour, the reason fans stood in line for the Best of Yesterday and Today autograph series.
Usually, Doss is a man of few words.
Saturday morning, he was virtually speechless and genuinely touched.
He listened when the story of Pfc. Jesse Buryj was told.
On Wednesday, Buryj emptied 400 rounds from his M-4 rifle into a dump truck that tried to charge through a checkpoint. Buryj killed the driver, and, in the process, kept three other U.S. soldiers alive.
The dump truck hit Buryj’s military vehicle, killing him.
Buryj had something in common with Doss and Peterson.
All three graduated from McKinley. Doss and Peterson were blessed with athletic abilities that make grown men cry. They led McKinley to state titles and a national poll title. They played key roles on Ohio State’s 2002 national championship team, and were drafted on the same day — Doss by the Colts in the second round, Peterson by the Packers in the third.
Buryj was in the McKinley marching band. After he graduated in 2002, he enlisted in the Army. Buryj wasn’t blessed with an athlete’s body.
He cornered the market on courage.
“People idolize professional athletes, and treat us like we’re heroes,” Peterson said. “In the grand scheme of things, that’s a hero. We should be honoring and idolizing guys like that.”
In his room in Iraq, Buryj didn’t have much hanging on his walls. He had a picture of his high school sweetheart and wife, Amber. Next to it was an autographed picture of Doss that Amber had sent him.
Doss doesn’t believe this.
Then, he can’t find the words to express his gratitude.
“I don’t know what to say, really,” Doss said. “That’s tough. It hits you here.”
Doss pointed to his heart.
“Those guys put their lives on the line for us ... they’re the reason we’re able to do what we do in our country,” Doss said. “We’re just entertainers. You see shows on a day in the life of a professional athlete. What we ought to do is a day in the life of a soldier.”
Likely, the thought of Pfc. Buryj stayed with Doss most of the day. He signed autograph after autograph. Maybe one of them was for someone’s soldier. Maybe one went to a little kid who held his dad’s hand. That kid probably won’t grow up to play in the NFL. The odds are more likely he could be protecting his country.
In many ways, pairing Doss and Peterson with Bethea was perfect. They are just beginning their NFL careers. Bethea played 16 seasons at defensive end for the Houston Oilers.
Bethea talked to the players about his playing days, about how he maintained longevity in a league that has a shelf life of about six years. But he could shed light on what a hero is.
Bethea’s son, Lamonte, is a lieutenant in the Navy. During last year’s enshrinement ceremonies, Lt. Bethea surprised his father with a fly over above the Hall. Lamonte Bethea has flown missions over Afghanistan and Bosnia, and was in Saudi Arabia when word arrived last year that his father would be inducted.
There are heroes and there are athletes. Saturday morning at the Hall of Fame, the athletes knew which side of life they were on.
“When you hear something like that, it’s just ...” Doss said, looking for the right word on a morning when so many of them seemed inadequate, “truly humbling.”
Sunday, May 9, 2004 By TODD PORTER Repository sports writer
CANTON -- The line stretched around the Pro Football Hall of Fame before the doors opened Saturday.
The breath of a fresh day hit fans at 7:30 a.m. Grown men held football cards and miniature helmets. Fathers held the hands of their sons, some so small they couldn’t see over the retaining wall in front of the Hall of Fame.
Once the shrine opened, the line stretched from the Hall’s theater to the front of the building. It was awfully early to be waiting for an autograph.
Who’s complaining?
A half a world away, soldiers dodged bullets. The world they once knew, places such as the Hall of Fame on a sunny Saturday, is a long way from home.
Maybe someone was in line for them. Maybe there was another graduate from McKinley High School putting his life in harm’s way who couldn’t be in that line to get autographs from a couple of high school idols turned NFL players.
McKinley graduates Mike Doss and Kenny Peterson, who make their fame and fortune in the NFL, shook hands and made small talk with former NFL great Elvin Bethea in a room inside. Bethea was enshrined last year. Doss, Peterson and Bethea were the men of the hour, the reason fans stood in line for the Best of Yesterday and Today autograph series.
Usually, Doss is a man of few words.
Saturday morning, he was virtually speechless and genuinely touched.
He listened when the story of Pfc. Jesse Buryj was told.
On Wednesday, Buryj emptied 400 rounds from his M-4 rifle into a dump truck that tried to charge through a checkpoint. Buryj killed the driver, and, in the process, kept three other U.S. soldiers alive.
The dump truck hit Buryj’s military vehicle, killing him.
Buryj had something in common with Doss and Peterson.
All three graduated from McKinley. Doss and Peterson were blessed with athletic abilities that make grown men cry. They led McKinley to state titles and a national poll title. They played key roles on Ohio State’s 2002 national championship team, and were drafted on the same day — Doss by the Colts in the second round, Peterson by the Packers in the third.
Buryj was in the McKinley marching band. After he graduated in 2002, he enlisted in the Army. Buryj wasn’t blessed with an athlete’s body.
He cornered the market on courage.
“People idolize professional athletes, and treat us like we’re heroes,” Peterson said. “In the grand scheme of things, that’s a hero. We should be honoring and idolizing guys like that.”
In his room in Iraq, Buryj didn’t have much hanging on his walls. He had a picture of his high school sweetheart and wife, Amber. Next to it was an autographed picture of Doss that Amber had sent him.
Doss doesn’t believe this.
Then, he can’t find the words to express his gratitude.
“I don’t know what to say, really,” Doss said. “That’s tough. It hits you here.”
Doss pointed to his heart.
“Those guys put their lives on the line for us ... they’re the reason we’re able to do what we do in our country,” Doss said. “We’re just entertainers. You see shows on a day in the life of a professional athlete. What we ought to do is a day in the life of a soldier.”
Likely, the thought of Pfc. Buryj stayed with Doss most of the day. He signed autograph after autograph. Maybe one of them was for someone’s soldier. Maybe one went to a little kid who held his dad’s hand. That kid probably won’t grow up to play in the NFL. The odds are more likely he could be protecting his country.
In many ways, pairing Doss and Peterson with Bethea was perfect. They are just beginning their NFL careers. Bethea played 16 seasons at defensive end for the Houston Oilers.
Bethea talked to the players about his playing days, about how he maintained longevity in a league that has a shelf life of about six years. But he could shed light on what a hero is.
Bethea’s son, Lamonte, is a lieutenant in the Navy. During last year’s enshrinement ceremonies, Lt. Bethea surprised his father with a fly over above the Hall. Lamonte Bethea has flown missions over Afghanistan and Bosnia, and was in Saudi Arabia when word arrived last year that his father would be inducted.
There are heroes and there are athletes. Saturday morning at the Hall of Fame, the athletes knew which side of life they were on.
“When you hear something like that, it’s just ...” Doss said, looking for the right word on a morning when so many of them seemed inadequate, “truly humbling.”