Revisiting the Deion story

Updated: February 10, 2008, 4:27 PM ET
We are headed for a week filled with testimony, bloody gauze, the looming threat of perjury charges, and talk of Debbie Clemens getting injected in the stomach, all of which will serve to obscure the fact, for at least a few days, that pitchers and catchers report to spring training this week. So today, we will honor a blog tradition here by beginning the baseball year with a story from many days gone by, involving a former center fielder and cornerback and a diminutive sports writer.

I don't collect autographs, and the one souvenir baseball I have on my desk contains a full sentence, rather than a signature. The black print is all but faded now, but the message remains indelible, 16 years later.

Deion Sanders wanted to kick my ass.