Imagine we are in Warren McVea’s room on the third floor of the players’ dorm at Wilmington College.
It’s one of the rooms where the rookies gather in the Bengals’ first training camp during that endless summer of 1968 and their stories flow like the seminal current events pouring out of the newspapers that Paul Brown puts at the end of the hallways.
“So you can read what people are writing about you,” Brown tells his team in that first meeting. “But it’s not free. It’s only a dime. So pick up your newspaper, put the dime down.