Not counting the games, I saw him twice. This was 1982. I was one of thousands of anonymous freshmen at the University of Georgia; he was a junior and the biggest college football star in America. The first time, I was in line at a Burger King across the street from campus and somebody ran inside shouting “Herschel’s in the drive-thru!” Everybody went out to look and sure enough, there he was, driving his black Trans Am. Kids went up to the car to get his autograph.
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