TAMPA, Fla. — Warren Sapp spent 13 seasons in the NFL, battling 300-pounders in the trenches each week. He played through injury and illness, fearless in the pursuit of an opposing quarterback or ballcarrier.
But Sapp was never more scared than when he was making a routine drive down sun-kissed Biscayne Boulevard a couple years ago. He planned to visit a friend of 25 years at his Miami office, a drive he had made dozens of times.
No matter how hard he tried, Sapp couldn’t remember where his friend’s office was. When he called someone else to help with directions, the person thought he was joking.
