On the night he saved the Colts, he didn't know it. He didn't know anything that night, other than to get away from his mother. She had seen his interview on Canadian TV, the one where he'd called his quarterback and his coach too stoic, the one where he'd basically begged for his release, and she'd had one thing to say to her son that night, her son the kicker:
That was so stupid.
So, Mike Vanderjagt never once watched a replay of his interview. Not on tape, not on TiVo, not on ...
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