Rob Burrow's father pays a tearful tribute honoring his son.

when the Battle Scars have faded and the truth becomes a lie and that weekend smell of liniment could almost make you cry when the last tackle is well behind you and the man who ran now walks it doesn't matter who you are the mirror sometimes talks have a good luck there son although the times were great kev's nose takes a sharp turn sidewards when it us us to be dead straight Barry's gone and got new teeth and Keith's gone a little lame and you just might ask the question why the hell you played the game was the logic in the arake in the bruises and the cuts did Common Sense get pushed aside by manliness and guts do you sometimes sit and wonder why your time would often pass to be targeted by that forward so you could put him on his ass ran at you each and every week you think that they would learn size and power can be gained but respect is one your word rob you must recall the jersey that you wor with such PR with such Pride how you made the critics Grumble and sent those big men off to eyed it's almost worth admitting though with some degree of Shame there is reasonable to ask why the lell you played the game you were the first on duty every game excited just to go caffeine csing through your veins but the man they had to know laughing joking or playing pranks you were ready for the show down the steps on the field edly was your patch adoring fans and fearful foe it was you they tried to catch you won the lot but more still the game was never dull even when you lost your head and took a swing at all we'll never forget that famous night when you lit up Fergus stage that left bar wellow on on the deck and Saints all in a rage but then with every wound reopened as you grimly reminisce it comes the most compelling feeling yet God you bloody miss it from the first time that you laced your boots and titled every stud the vior known as rugby has been living in your blood played it all the rest took second fiddle now standing on the sideline but your Art's still in the middle no matter where you traveled you can take it as expected there will always be a breed of people hopelessly infected if there's a teammate you will find him like a gravitating force with a common understanding and a tale all three of course and as you stand there telling stories like it was yesterday old friend you'll know that if you had the chance You' do it all again you'll see that's the thing about rugby it will always be the same and that I guarantee is why that L Rob played the game Rob Burrow's father remembers him in a heartfelt tribute that has touched us all deeply we remember the legendary Rob burrow a warrior on the Rugby field and a Beacon of Hope off it who passed away at the age of 4 1 from motor neuron disease M andd Rob's Journey from being one of the fiercest rugby players in Britain to being confined to a wheelchair barely able to move is a testament to his unyielding Spirit diagnosed in December 2019 Rob faced the cruel progression of M andd with extraordinary courage and determination Rob left behind his beloved wife Lindsay and their three children Macy Maya and Jackson Rob and Lindsay teenage sweethearts shared a love that endured all heart ships Rob once beautifully remarked There's Something Beautiful about being cared for by the only girl you've ever loved their bond was a source of strength and comfort throughout his battle with M andd Rob's family especially his father Jeff fought tirelessly to keep him alive even securing a trial drug to slow the disease's progression Rob's diagnosis came after a rugby injury flared up leading to a rapid and devastating confirmation of M andd his first concern was always for Lindsay showing his selflessness even in the face of his own mortality telling their children about his condition was one of the hardest tasks Rob and Lindsay faced yet the family maintained a no tears policy focusing on making happy memories and living life to the fullest Rob recorded his voice so his children could hear him through a computer even after he lost the ability to speak showcasing his forite and love as his condition worsened Rob remained reliant on his family but never lost the sparkle in his eyes a reflection of his indomitable Spirit he dreaded leaving his family but faced the prospect of death with courage finding the most frustration in not being able to be a proper dad on his own terms standing at 5' 5 in and weighing 10 Stone 5 pound Rob was known as the smallest player in the Super League yet his legacy is Monumental he played 493 times for Leeds rhinos winning eight Super League championships and two challenge cups and was named in the Super League dream team three times his determination along with Kevin sinfield to raise awareness of M andd mirrored his Fierce dedication on the Rugby field Rob Burrow's Legacy will live on forever we send our deepest condolences to his family and request you to keep them in your prayers thank you for watching and honoring the memory of a true hero