Wow. Same here. We used to watch NFL Crunch Course before every game. I miss hitting and getting hit. Nothing like planting your shoulder in the chest of D-Linemen who outweighs you by about 40 or 50 pounds. I miss clocking those pansies who play in the secondary and try to avoid contact. I miss hitting a middle linebacker so hard one time that my eyes crossed and I had to leave the field for a play. 
I miss all those TDs my RBs scored because I opened a hole at the goal line. I miss all those de-cleater blocks, including hits on special teams (where the real men play). Hey preseason starts this weekend!!!!
Miss my dad too. He was best friend. He never got to see my youngest. My son (no. 3) looks just like him.
Special teams!!! Now you're talking my language, bro!!! Indeed, remember running down the field FULL-SPEED and crashing the wedge or blasting the wedge-buster? C-R-A-C-K!!!! Dag I miss those days man. I remember those days as a fb in high-school. Crushed many a lb or noseguard. But I can't lie, Beach. Nothing was better than stuffing a full-back in the hole and causing havoc in the backfield. Sometimes, the fullback would get pushed back so quick and brutally, the rb would fumble the hand-off, or the qb got his hand crushed. And I reciprocate that feeling of hitting someone 40-50lbs heavier, but it was usually the pulling guard trying to reach block me, or coming at me on a con-power block (guard & tackle pull same direction). Those collisions were the best! Dude, I remember having collisions that were so brutal, I couldn't see the sidelines to call the next defensive play for me. Would have to get someone else in the huddle to call the defense, and PRAY that my vision would come back before the next play was snapped.
Those were the days, man!!!!
So you know exactly how much I'm missing my dad. I can only imagine what it does to you to see your dad in your little boy. Sorry, bro. Rest assured though, we'll see our dads again.
