I know this isn’t a football blog nor even the Cincinnati Bengals area, but I would like to take a moment and thank my lucky stars that everyone that I love and I are still alive. If you’re a sports fan, you probably have heard that Chris Henry, a wide receiver for the Bengals died this early morning after suffering life-threatening injuries as he fell out of the bed of his fiance’s pick-up truck yesterday. No word has come from the Henry’s or Bengal’s camp of exactly what happened, but according to police reports, Henry and his fiance had a domestic altercation, where she took off from their house in a yellow pick up truck. Running after her, Henry jumped in the bed of the pick-up truck. From there, no exact details of what happened before he fell out. What the police do know is that, when they found him, Henry was lying in the road sustaining life threatening injuries and his fiancé was no where to be found.
What is more sad is not that a football player was lost today, but a man that had goals and was on the right path was cut short. According to several media outlets, Henry’s teammates were very vocal about how well he performed in pre-season and how he had turned his life around after making several mistakes early in his career. Henry was quoted saying that his children and his fiancé had helped turned his life around and understand what is most important to him.
Henry leaves behind four children and his fiancé. He was just 26 years old.
I was quite shocked when I heard that a football player was fighting for his life. For me, I think athletes are indestructible, strong and having the ability to recover faster than normal people. But this shocking news also reminds me how precious life, no matter how much you get paid, no matter who you are. My condolences go out to the Henry family and I hope that this is a lesson we all learn, that life is too short to hold on to grudges or be angry, cause in a blink of an eye, all of it could be gone.

