I Love My Ducks

LeGarrette Blount is doing well in the NFL. Other Ducks will soon join him.

I posted the following two years ago.

Jon

A Strong Case for LeGarrette Blount

LeGarrette Blount is my neighbor. Seven months ago I bought a queen size
mattress down the street, and hoisted it from atop my car onto my back. I then
struggled to keep it balanced. I was stooped over like Atlas. I am sixty two
years of age and live alone. I have no family in Oregon. There was no nephew I
could call for help.

As I made my way to the stairs (I live on the second floor) I heard the voice of
a young man. He offered to help me with my burden. I looked up and saw
LaGarrette smiling at me. I did not recognize him at first. He had seen me out
his third floor window and came down to help. I would later wonder if he admired
my tenaciousness to get the job done.

After we got the mattress in my abode, that’s when I recognized him.

“You play for the Ducks. What’s your name!” I asked.

“LeGarrette. LeGarrette Blount” he answered. This was a soft-spoken man.

We talked about his famous touchdown where he leaped over a player who was sure
he had put the stop on LaGarrette. He made the defender look – foolish. I’m sure
all those defenders who would face Lagarrette on the field of play, wondered if
this great runner would make them look foolish.

LeGarrette told me he wished he had photographs of that touchdown, and right
there and then I decided that is how I will pay him back for helping me. I got
on google and google the man who is the most googled person in the world. I went
to the Oregon Duck website, and read that LeGarrette was on suspension. The
reason why was not given. I wondered there and then if he had an attitude, or,
someone thought he did, and was mistaken. I made it my mission to call folks at
the athletic department and let them know that LaGarrette helped me, a Senior
Citizen. I disguised my real concern as a search for those photographs. I wanted
to make sure the people I talked to knew there was another side of LaGarrette,
but, they already knew that side. One young women said; “How nice of
LeGarrette.” I had a sense she had met him, and liked him. When the coach
appeared on T.V, with coach Belotti, he held back his tears when he said “I love
LaGarrette.”

I could not wait till the Duck Football season began, and a great story unfold,
for there are about five players for the Ducks living in my apartment complex. I
would have more then a front row seat in Duck stadium. I would be rooting for my
neighbors, my boys in the hood. I had become concerned for them, for there are
some dark attitudes here in Springfield. There are good ol boys in this town.
When the Tea Baggers held a demonstration three hundred yards away, I made a
point to blend in with them to see where they were coming from. I joined a group
of folks I suspect went to the same church. They were waiting to get
professionally made signs. They started talking about Obama, and this old
hatchet faced church lady about seventy years of age said this;

“Their new dog don’t even like him, and runs away from them. What’s that dogs
name?”

“Bo.” I offered, considering blowing my cover in order tell this hatefull woman
she is at least a despicable liar, for she made that lie up in order to
dehumanize her President, depict him as subhuman! And their dog detected this,
and thus is their proof that the Obama’s were not like other folk.

http://www.kval.com/sports/college/88871417.html?tab=video&c=y

SPRINGFIELD, Ore. — On Saturday morning, John Presco could hear the fear in his neighbor’s voice as she left a message on his answering machine.

“Hello John,” said Sandy Maricle. “This is Sandy. Are you home?”

Maricle needed someone to drive her to the hospital.

“I’m in really severe pain in my leg and back,” said Maricle.

With her sciatic nerve throbbing, Maricle barely made it to the car.

“She scooted down on her butt, all the time her face is in agony,” Presco said.

A few hours later, she was released from the hospital — but had no way to get from the car to her second-story apartment.

That all changed when her neighbor, University of Oregon defensive end Terrell Turner showed up, picked Maricle up and carried her up the stairs.

“It was a God-send,” Presco said.

“I was relieved,” Maricle said. “It was like an angel.”

“He was so kind and gentle and just the perfect good Samaritan,” Maricle said.

It’s not the first time this Duck has done a good deed. A few weeks ago, another neighbor needed help carrying a TV up three flights of stairs.

“We got it all the way up so thank God,” Turner said.

Turner said the acts of kindness are inspired by his passion for his family in California.

“I’m just making sure I can help out as if my mom was around to help,” Turner said.

Now, he’s helping his extended family here in Oregon.

“I think a lot of him,” Maricle said.

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