Thursday, January 19, 2006

Anthony


This picture was taken on June 3, 2005 during the Wrigley Field tour.

Tonight I went to the Bulls game with one of my favorite people on the planet, Anthony Furio. We decided to drop some coin for kick-ass seats, so we sat 6th row behind the basket. Our seats were angled just enough that we had a good view of everything.

And we got our money's worth. Not only did Ben Gordon drain a game-winning shot as time expired, but we attended a game that's getting some national attention.

Former Bull and current Knick Antonio Davis ran into the stands to protect his wife from a potentially dangerous situation. This is the first time a player has entered the seats since the infamous Pistons-Pacers fight from late 2004. Kind of a big deal.

Needless to say, we saw a game-winning shot, a scuffle between Mo Taylor and Chris Duhon, and a player run into the stands. How can you ask for more?

Anyway, back to Anthony.

I have as much respect and admiration for this man as I have for anyone I've ever met. He was my first small group leader ever, when I was a dumbass 18 year old who only sat through Impact services so I'd get a chance to flirt with girls. I like to think I'm a little different now.

Anthony's had a huge impact on my life and has taught me so much of what it means to be an adult....and one of these days I'll finally act like one.

He had an active role in the amazing spiritual growth I experienced when I was a senior in high school. That was probably the defining year of my life.

We're very different in a lot of ways. We usually don't think the same way, which is probably a very good thing. It works.

He's a great father, husband, and friend.

I have a ton of memories with Anthony, but maybe the biggest one happened last year.

I remember calling him from Laurie's house on March 5th. I was pacing between the driveway and the sidewalk. I'd been updating him the two days before that, so he knew what was going on.

The phone eventually went to voice mail. I don't remember a word of what I said. But he called me back later that afternoon. I had stopped answering the phone because I was getting so many calls, so he left a message.

I can still hear it. I can still hear the huge sigh he let out at the beginning of the message. Whenever I think about his voice mail, and only his, I want to cry.

He's taught me a lot. He's always been there for me. There aren't enough good things I can say about Anthony Furio.

5 Comments:

Blogger Jackie R. said...

Awesome post Drew. He is an awesome man.

By the way... I just read tonight that there was a Steeler's fan that literally had a heart attack when Bettis fumbled! Maybe I shouldn't joke about it. He's ok though...
fancy blue linky

January 19, 2006 4:26 AM  
Blogger Eve said...

Anthony's voicemail is the one I remember after I got laid off at Willow....He is a GREAT man.

January 19, 2006 7:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You "dropped some coin"?? This wouldnt be the same "coin" that was going to be well spent on the date I thought I may have won from a recent poll is it??

Also, still waiting on my winning confirmation email.

Patiently in Waiting :>)

January 19, 2006 10:25 PM  
Blogger isaiah said...

i remember agreeing with eve's wisdom when anthony enthusiastically came forward as a volunteer, basically saying, put me wherever you want. we all thought he'd be perfect for a bunch of unruly know it all senior guys. little did we know...nice post.

January 19, 2006 11:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Anonymous, The trick is to not sound so desperate or presumptuous. How is he suppose to contact you in the event that you would win. Anonymity is a bitch like that.

Fellow Anonymous

January 21, 2006 4:39 PM  

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