Everybody I meet, everybody I get to know, is more fragile than I expected. More moody. More sensitive. More vulnerable. More crushed by life (with few exceptions).
I remember meeting Joe Montana in the summer of 1985 when the San Francisco 49ers trained at my school — Sierra Community College. And this two-time Super Bowl winner was just this skinny guy, not much bigger than me.
Later that year, I covered the Dallas Cowboys losing to the 49ers. After the game, I went into the Cowboys locker room and much of Dallas’s defensive back line was considerably shorter than me.
