Article By Damali Binta Yael on 23rd October, 2009
When we were in college, I noticed his hands. There was a mole on one of his hands. They seemed special, and I did not know why. I just could see the gift.
Perhaps I saw the gift because I play the piano and people always said I had the hands for it.
Well, now I love to research and write about NFL football. The Oakland Raiders and the Raider Nation have experienced some jabbing, taunting, stretching, shrinking and shearing of the truth, and we are tired of it.
So, I got up at 6 AM this morning, Oct. 23, 2009, and drove 90 miles to the hometown where my college mate, who was one of the greatest wide receivers for the Oakland Raiders, lives as a ret...
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