My Chicago Bears fandom really started consuming me in the early 1980s, which is also when I started to play organized football for the first time, and that’s also when my dreams of high stepping across the goal line died.
I was always a big kid, but in my youth I dreamed of running the ball and scoring touchdowns, and it wasn’t until I left the pickup games with friends that I truly realized I would never be the next Walter Payton.
With my future now clearly on the offensive line, I turned my attention to the tackles on the Bears, and it was big number 78 Keith Van Horne that caught my eye.