Getting right with Ray Lewis
Rick Reilly thought he knew Ray Lewis. And then he met him.
The times I loathe myself the most are when I'm so cocksure of something, so bulletproof screwed-down certain, that I don't make room for the possibility that I might not be just wrong, I might be loud wrong.
Take, for instance, Ray Lewis.
Despised him. Didn't trust him. Didn't matter that I didn't know him.
Didn't care that he was a 13-time Pro Bowl linebacker. Never liked the dance. Never liked all of the God speeches. Remember what he said after last season's Super ...
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