
RIP Bryan Braman: Super Bowl Champion, Special Teams Madman and True Warrior
Heartbreaking news out of the football world today. Former Eagles linebacker and special teams ace Bryan Braman has passed away after a battle with cancer at just 37 years old.
A few weeks ago was the first time the public learned of Bryan Braman’s diagnosis.
A GoFundMe campaign detailed the uphill fight he had been in since February, revealing the former Eagle was undergoing CAR-T cell therapy and chemo while living in a motel during treatment because his insurance wouldn’t cover housing.
RIP Bryan Braman: Super Bowl Champion, Special Teams Madman and True Warrior
Former Eagles Super Bowl champ is battling heartbreaking cancer diagnosis
According to the last update posted June 20, Braman’s immune system had been ravaged by the treatment process. After an initial glimmer of hope, the cancer shrinking and his cells starting to re-infuse, it came back with a vengeance, growing aggressively and wrapping around his vital organs.
Sadly, there wasn’t enough time to catch up.
If you remember Bryan Braman in an Eagles uniform, you remember the chaos. You remember the flowing hair, the no-helmet tackles, the kamikaze special teams snaps.
Chip Kelly brought him to Philly in 2014 from Houston, where he had already built a reputation as a lunatic in the best way possible. He came here to hit people and cause problems, and he did both with enthusiasm.
He rejoined the Eagles late in 2017 and helped power the Super Bowl run as a key cog on special teams. That blocked punt against the Falcons in the divisional round is something I will personally never forget.
Bryan Braman
It might’ve only flipped the field by 22 yards, but it gave the Eagles just enough breathing room before the half to squeeze out a field goal, a play that absolutely mattered in a game they won by five.
Off the field, Braman was always a quote. Whether he was talking about “kill, maim, destroy” or figuratively disemboweling the Patriots, he brought energy, intensity, and personality to every locker room he stepped into.
In Houston, fans loved him for going full kamikaze mode and blowing up returners with no helmet. In Philly, he earned his ring by doing the dirty work no one else wanted to do and doing it with pride.
Rest in peace to one of the most lovable madmen to ever fly downfield on a kickoff in midnight green. Once a champion, always a champion.
RIP Bryan Braman.




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