Random Pro of the Week: Kyle Turley
In an effort to clear out the Throwback Attack DVR, I have started going through a ton of recorded games, features, documentaries and TV shows. (By the way, watch “Hatfields and McCoys” from History Channel. It’s incredible.) I finally got around to some of ESPN’s 30 for 30 series and just watched the Ricky Williams biopic “Run Ricky Run.”
The hour-long story focuses on Ricky’s entrance and departure from the NFL when he went on his journey away from football and a lot of the underlying message of the story is not to let one act influence your opinion of someone’s entire body of work.
Like it or not, that’s just human nature.
So when Kyle Turley is interviewed about his former Saints teammate, I thought “Isn’t that the guy who went into roid rage on the field and threw someone’s helmet?”
And the answer is yes.
So here it is, this 30 for 30 film about not being influenced by one action and I’m watching Kyle Turley speak about the subject and my mind is reliving the incident above. Surreal.
So let’s talk about Kyle Turley, the man.
He’s from Moreno Valley, Calif., which should make my father happy. He played football at San Diego State, which should make our “Out of Ink” partner very happy. He played for three teams over eight seasons, including the Saints, Rams and Chiefs. He was an All-Pro in 2000. He looks an awful lot like Jim Rome’s producer, Kyle Brandt, who was part of the The Real World: Chicago. And, he’s now a country music singer.
It’s entirely possible to believe that Kyle Turley has more to offer than just that one incident. Yet, much of his Wikipedia page is about that one incident and his debut country album was named “Anger Management.”
And while the Ricky Williams piece ends with you believing that Ricky Williams was a misguided soul put into the public eye without being ready for it, part of you is still stuck thinking that he’s a crazy, bipolar pothead.
I think both thoughts are correct. Maybe the same goes for Turley.
But deep down probably lies the truth. Turley has been one of the leaders in the NFL’s crackdown on concussions and his benefits from his live shows go towards the Gridiron Greats Assistance Fund.
One incident should not define an entire life.
It reminds us of a joke about an elderly Irishman walking along with his grandson.
“Aye, d’ya see that stone wall over there?”
“Well, I built it with my own two hands. But do they call me ‘Seamus the wall builder?’ No. Aye, d’ya see that building over yonder?”
“Well, I built that house with my own two hands. But do they call me ‘Seamus the carpenter?’ No. Aye, d’ya see that ship over there?”
“Well, I built that ship with my own two hands. But do they call me ‘Seamus the ship builder?’ No. … But you fuck one sheep …”