AS FA R B A C K A S I C A N R E M E M B E R , I’ve lived and died on every game day. I don’t think I can ever recall a time when football—in one form or another—didn’t have a major influence on everything I thought, everything I said, everything I did. High school. College. Pro. Our family was moving around with each coaching job my dad held at all three levels. Or I was playing quarterback in high school. Or I was hoping to see the field as a college quarterback. Or I was changing coaching jobs myself in a.
