Barry Sanders (born July 16, 1968) is a former American football running back who spent his entire professional career with the Detroit Lions of the National Football League. A member of both the college and professional football halls of fame, he was ranked by NFL Top 10 as the most elusive runner in NFL history, and also topped their list of greatest players never to reach the Super Bowl. Averaging over 1,500 rushing yards per season, Sanders left the game just 1,457 yards short of being first place on the list for the NFL all-time rushing record at that time.
Born in Wichita, Kansas, Sanders attended Wichita North High School. Sanders started at tailback his sophomore year, but his brother Byron started before him in that position the following year. Barry Sanders did not become the starting running back until the fourth game of his senior year. He rushed for 1,417 yards in the final seven games of the season, which earned him all-state honors. During that seven-game span, Sanders averaged 10.2 yards per carry, but he was overlooked by most college recruiters. Although he was a stellar athlete, Sanders received scholarship offers from only Emporia State University, University of Tulsa, and Oklahoma State University-Stillwater.
Barry Sanders Ph.D. is a non-fiction author, eccentric academic, and college professor.
Sanders was a professor at Pitzer College, member of the Claremont Colleges in Southern California, for over 30 years. He currently teaches at Pacific Northwest College of Art, and is a contributing editor at the North American Review.
Sanders received an MS from the University of California, Los Angeles in 1960, and an MA from USC—University of Southern California in 1963. He earned a doctorate in Medieval literature from USC in 1966.
Sanders joined the faculty at Southern Illinois University, and helped students start a radical newspaper to protest the war in Vietnam and organized a three-day teach-in. He received death threats and a request from administrators to take his talents elsewhere. A stint at Valley State College (CSUN) in California ended the same way, Sanders was fired in 1971 not long after being arrested at an anti-war protest along with 200 students.
[Verse 1: Wale]
I don't gotta be here. Look
I need your admiration for infiniti
Not that this ain't lucrative, but I just need your energy
I got the passion to please, I will not gasp or fatigue
Anyway I'm ballin, gimme a Grammy or give me your beat
Standing OV, let these bitches follow me
And I just give them D, give them D like they is out the league
Hasheem Thabeet and various other peoples
The pressures of greatness always comes with critiquing
Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
MMG up, we up, y'all just relax
All my females show bust, Curtis Enis
Nittany lion, my Penn State it, niggas recite it
I'm Michael Jordan major, you niggas Harold Miner
Pussy be all on me, we too young for romancin'
My niggas never block, I think I'm Barry Sanders
[Verse 2: Wale]
Vic Page never made it, Len Bias never made it
See God gave us the talent, but the devil make us famous
My effort is contagious, so check this BOA shit
With this recording I'm as sick as Jordan before Game 6
Jazz talkin and I bet I pick and roll with your bitch
You got some paper for me? Hit me on the Hornacek
Walter Payton Mercedez. Sweetness in every ride
Hold on my pupils slowing, I don't got no lazy eye
[?] Pockets about as thick as strippers on poles
Zone blocking with these bitches, I'm just picking a hole
Pardon that jargon but since I'm balling they getting salty
They all catching feelings. I should Biletnikoff 'em
Them niggas talking. They like man he official
Man, you Olowokandi I'm just being specific
I'm just bein' prolific. Right now don't need no Mrs
I got a rack of Trojans, knowing my Lane Kiffin
I'm tryin' pimp em I'm trying to be that cool
All them bitches converse with me off that React juice
Now Jordan III my shoe. Double M G my crew
When you do it big as Manute you make it seem minute
Ricky more flight
Interscope feeling like Charlotte
When they traded Kobe you know?
Better let it go. Rozay finna re-up
He got himself a Kobe and they stuck with Vlade Divac
And we don't lada de da I'm convertin' the people
Shout old bitches go Hail Mary when I throw that D-Route
Haha. Now keep out. Me and my whole team out