I was lucky to have two present and supportive parents growing up, but you inevitably have other people who take on outsized importance when you’re young. There are those who you never meet but whose repeated presence imprints something upon your mind. It makes those people evoke memories of the blissful simplicity of youth.
In a sports-obsessed household like mine, head coaches were such figures. Steve Spurrier was on the TV at various times on Saturday for games and then again on the VCR for his coach’s show during lunch on Sunday for about a dozen weekends a year.