Third and gold
The story behind RG3's name is as good as his game
LONG BEFORE HE was known as a Roman numeral, 16-year-old Robby Griffin sat at the hospital bed of his terminally ill great-grandmother, 83-year-old Mattie Wright, who refused to let go of Robby's palm. She kept murmuring, "Robert Griffin ... Robert Griffin ... Robert Griffin." Out of respect, the teenager didn't pull away until she fell asleep.
On his way out of the hospital, Robby seemed pensive and asked his father why she had squeezed his hand so long. "She ...
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