Namath was a football star in Western Pennsylvania when I was growing up. He made the papers every Saturday morning when he played high school football. When he played for the Jets (before his famous Super Bowl win) his agent/manager Jimmy Walsh met with us (my then partner, Rift Fournier) to do a documentary about him. Nothing ever came of it (shame). I didn’t meet him again until years later for ESPN. Most people from Western Pennsylvania love each other, probably from shared hardships from the weather and the mills but Namath was surly and a bit uncooperative. Maybe it was because it was so early in the morning. Maybe he had a hangover. Maybe… ? Disappointing.