Everyone I knew loved Brook!
It had never even registered in my mind that someone could feel any other way. We even had this poster hanging in our basement. Look how awesome he is!
The next day everyone's tickets were laminated & remained so for the rest of my time in elementary school.
What strikes me most about that story isn't my willingness to defend Brook's honor. Most of that was just dumb, 8 year old pride. It's that I became so enraged over someone's indifference toward a guy I had never met, never seen play and never even heard of outside of the stories people told about him. Disregarding the fact that I wasn't really living up to Brook's example very well in that moment, that's the power those stories had over me.
When I tell people that a huge part of why I love Nebraska football so much is because of the community it fosters, they just kind of shrug it off as if saying "yeah, that sounds nice and fluffy, but lets be honest we all just want to win."
While that mindset of only wanting to win is certainly true for some people, stories like Brook's prove that most of us care about something a little deeper than that. We almost all crave the communal aspect of sports, even if we don't consciously realize it. Nebraska fans just tend to wear that part of it on their sleeves more than some.
The anniversary of his death is still mourned by Husker fans 23 years later and Brook Berringer may be the only back-up quarterback in all of college or pro football to have a statue outside the stadium.
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