My Ray Lewis memories

January 03, 2013 | Drew Forrester


I’m going to leave someone out, here, but you get my point.

I don’t know how long it’s going to take until the checks start flowing in, but a lot of guys – who have made A LOT of money in the NFL – owe Ray Lewis a monthly check starting now.

Rex Ryan, Mike Nolan, Marvin Lewis, Jack Del Rio, Terrell Suggs, Brian Billick, Adalius Thomas, Ed Hartwell, Ed Reed, Chuck Pagano, John Harbaugh, Jarrett Johnson, Chris McAlister, Bart Scott, Haloti Ngata — there’s more, of course, but all of those guys picked up “Brinks Truck” type checks from the NFL because, in part, of Ray Lewis.  Some of those players should build Ray a mansion with the money they have left over…



I don’t have to say anything about how great Ray Lewis was a player.

In fact, nothing I could write here would do him justice.

So I will only say this about Ray – on the field.

You have to look long and hard for the penalty he committed that cost his team a game.  Go back and check over those 17 seasons for the instance where Ray lost his cool and his team paid the price for it.  I’ll be here, waiting.  He was never the guy hitting someone out of bounds in clear violation of the rules.  He wasn’t clubbing the quarterback in the head and drawing a flag.  He wasn’t hitting a defenseless player after the whistle two or three times a season.

Ray Lewis played harder than anyone, maybe ever, but it was never reckless.

He didn’t play dangerously, but he was the most dangerous man on the field, always.

There was a great, humorous scene from “A Football Life” when Ray got into it with a player from the St. Louis Rams.  The play ended and Ray got up, quickly following the Rams player for a few steps.  “Hey,” Ray yelled.  “Hey!…that’s the last time you hit me after the play is over.  You’ve done it a couple of times now — you better not let it happen again.  OK?”

Just guessing here, but I doubt that player from the Rams hit Ray after the whistle throughout the rest of the game.

And the way he did it was classic Ray Lewis.  In control, no shoves, no foul language, nothing that would have put his team in jeopardy.

When it came to the game, only one thing ever mattered to Ray.