John Tuggle was neither ordinary nor irrelevant. Against all odds, he made the team and at the
end of his rookie year, was named the Giants' Special Teams Player of the Year.
That's when things went downhill for him. He and his college sweetheart divorced and a
knee injury required surgery. Then he
was in an automobile accident and it was discovered that he had an aggressive form of cancer.
His diagnosis: Angiosarcoma, that had settled in his
lungs. He was given six months to live.
Not only did that not stop him, it didn't even slow him down. His response to the diagnosis? ''Well, am I gonna sit around and cry about this or am I
gonna take this as day one of beating it?''
So instead of rest and recuperation, Tuggle did what he knew
best--work even harder. Already a legend
in the weight room, he put even more energy and dedication into his fitness
level in a battle against his cancer.
And despite his cancer, he continued to play football in
1984 and 1985.
Think about that for a moment....he was getting chemotherapy
and radiation, went through several surgeries, had a cancer diagnosis that was
terminal, and yet he continued to play professional football.
Teammates with things as insignificant (in comparison)as an
ankle sprain were reluctant to complain.
How could they?
After the 1985 season, his contract was up and he was not
re-signed to the Giants. Physically, he
just wasn't able to compete any more.
The cancer had taken too much from him.
I knew the basics of the story but only after watching
ESPN's 30 for 30 Shorts did I know
the rest of the story. If you haven't seen it, you can probably
find it on the internet. It's worth
watching but make sure you have a handkerchief handy.
For Coach Bill Parcells, cutting Tuggle was just about the hardest thing that he ever did. And although he was no longer a member of the team, the Giants continued to pay for his health insurance (and would do so for the rest of his life).
He died the very next year, in 1986. At age 25.
Watching video of Tuggle play football and talk about his
life can only inspire you. Inspire you
to work harder, to live life to its fullest, to dedicate yourself to something
bigger than yourself.
Of course he didn't want to die--didn't expect to die. Until the last moments, he thought that he
could beat the cancer. But he did give
it his everything, lived the life he imagined, and knew where he was going
after that last breath.
What more can we ask.
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