Shortly before surrendering a touchdown that cost the Cincinnati Bengals a Super Bowl LVI victory, cornerback Eli Apple was really feeling himself.
For the first time in Apple’s career, he had strung together some marginally acceptable performances and it went to his head. Suddenly, the quiet and often isolated Apple was loud and boisterous. His ego had swelled to unimaginable proportions and that manifested itself with a side of disdain.
