For as long as I can remember, if somebody asked me who my sports hero was, the answer was easy. My dad. Tom Curtis. His name isn't as recognizable to today's football fan as some of the legends from his era. Maybe he's underrated. But, outside of Michigan and the people who really know football history, he's even a little unknown. But look at the resume. Twenty-five career interceptions at the University of Michigan. An All-American. A College Football Hall of Famer. And two Super Bowl championship teams.     My dad played for the Baltimore Colts and then became a Miami Dolphin under Don Shula. In 1972, an injury put him on injured reserve. Does that somehow make...

It goes OFF with a loud crash bang, shining the night sky with light. A sudden flash explosion, flipping the switch so bright. Making everything that should be, come into sight. Allowing the jet force liner to properly take its flight. I hope that this doesn't cause you fright. The nuance of the still thrill crash of the night. And then you'll suddenly be, where the light is set free. To extend in all directions, three hundred and sixty degrees.