Fletcher Cox has a magnetism about him, a force that draws you to him. It is nothing cultivated; Cox is the epitome of simplicity, and that is the root of the magnetism.
It is why, as he signs a six-year, $103 million contract, there should be a sense of justice. Fletcher Cox has every excuse to have failed, but he has thrived, and provides an example in doing so.
Cox endures the burdens of life; he does not make himself a victim. He has become a grown man who goes to work and does his job. He just happens to have a hugh-profile, a well-paying profession, and is possessed of enormous strength, agility, speed and size, not to mention a surly game-time disposition that serves a defensive tackle especially well.