The only coach to ever win 4 Super Bowls died today at the age of 82. Nicknamed The Emperor because he didn't take anything from anyone, he was such a great coach that as a kid, I took him for granted. I thought he'd be easily replaced and soon learned there were none like him.
I met him once in 1982 at the airport in Pittsburgh. His gate was next to mine, and the entire East Coast seemed to be blanketed by fog. He was surrounded by others and they were on the way to a scouting combine, I was on my way to my very first interview at Eastman Kodak in Rochester, NY. It was the first airplane ride for me and I was beyond nervous about that and the interview. He caught me looking at him several times and broke off a conversation with someone else to smile at me and ask me how I was doing. It's something I'll remember the rest of my life, it's not often we get to meet someone who is truly a genius at something.