I was very sad today to hear about Junior Seau's suicide. I immediately remembered him as being exceedingly human - friendly and kind. He had to be for me to remember meeting him -- I don't even remember what I had for breakfast this morning.
In September '94, my family was on vacation in San Diego. On the morning of September 5, we were eating at a deli called D.Z. Akins and my parents saw him at a nearby table. I would not have picked him out -- I've never been that into football. But my dad picked up a newspaper from a rack outside because Junior was center, front page. He'd played an amazing game the night before versus the Denver Broncos. My mom asked him to autograph the newspaper. He was all smiles and flattered to be asked. I think he was excited to make the front page and I'm pretty sure my brother and I were introduced and he was nice to us.
A lot of the commentary on the news this morning has been about Junior's irrefutable joy for life and great kindness. His love for his three children and ex-wife. I don't doubt any of it. It is so sad he is gone and the circumstances could not be worse.
Rest in peace, Mr. Seau. I hope whatever demons plagued you have subsided now.
A little more:
Marcellus Wiley Gets Emotional Over Junior Seau Death On ESPN (VIDEO)