Pedley's Ponderings

Regret is an inescapable fact of life. Lately, I’ve been internally gnawing at a decision I made three years ago.

I was a Detroit Lions fan for more than 20 years of my life. This ill-fated decision was based on one man and one man only: The great Barry Sanders. I loved watching the star running back juke and jive all over the field during his heyday racking up both yards and touchdowns for Detroit. He was good role model, too, and someone a scrawny kid like me could look up to – Sanders was only 5’8” and proof that little people could do big things.

I collected his football cards, wore his je...