A long time ago before I started writing about the Miami Dolphins, I played football. Using my best Al Bundy voice, “I played high-school football”. Every year about this time it’s easy to reflect back on those years. The smell of fall in the air in Dale City, Va. and Sheffield Lake, Oh. The pads fitting over the shoulders and the chin strap making a popping sound as it snapped into place.
I remember sitting in a room just off the field 90 minutes before kick-off. The trainer taping my ankles and wrists. Teammates pacing the small locker room waiting.