EVERY DAY after practice, Fletcher Cox arrives at the spot under his nameplate near the middle of the Eagles' locker room in the NovaCare Complex and - before he rips off the white tape from his cleats or sheds his excess of sweat-resistant clothing - he checks his phone, like almost every other player.
But the 24-year-old defensive end isn't scrolling through pictures of models on Instagram or checking the latest news on Twitter. Instead, he's spending at least five or so minutes answering a never-ending slew of text messages from friends and relatives to keep them updated on his life and check in to see if they need anything.