That’s Marshawn Lynch on the Zoom screen in mid-December, clad in a black sweatshirt, hood up, G-U-C-C-I in rainbow letters across his chest. Smoke twirls overhead from two wine-flavored Black & Mild cigars. Oversized white headphones dangle near his ears.
He makes one thing clear immediately. Despite a robust career highlight reel, built over 12 decorated, bruising and, shall we say, distinct NFL seasons, he is best known for The Handoff That Never Happened. Or, as Lynch puts it, “My biggest play of my career had nothing to do with me.
“How long ago was that play?”
