I first met Carson Palmer 13 years ago. He wore khaki pants and a white button-down shirt with pinstripes. He was fresh-faced and clean-shaven. In his eyes was the glint of promise that you see in a man who is about to accomplish great things.
He was supposed to become the Bengals' version of Troy Aikman. It didn't turn out quite that way.
The quarterback who walked off the practice field and into the locker room on a recent October day wearing No. 3 for the Cardinals was a different quarterback than the one who wore No.