I waited in my car for Eddie DeBartolo to call.
His assistant, Valerie, told me he would call sometime after noon Mountain Time. So at 10:30 my time, I left the 49ers’ media room inside Levi’s Stadium, crossed Tasman Drive, walked to Yellow Parking Lot 2, sat in the driver’s seat of my car and talked to myself for an hour and fifteen minutes, practicing my questions.
At one point, I heard tires grind against the gravel next to me. I woman parked her SUV, and we made eye contact as my lips were moving. I nodded to her.