It happened once, twice, a dozen times Monday.
As a crowd of reporters gathered around Darius Slay at Super Bowl LVII media night pelting him with questions, one reporter vying for the Philadelphia Eagles cornerback’s attention shouted, Hey, Darius.
“It’s Slay,” Slay corrected him.
Darius …
“It’s Slay. You know it’s Slay.”
Darius!
“Slay, Slay, Slay.”
Slay is a junior, he explained, and he reserves his name for his father. His grandmother is the only one who really calls him “Darius.” His mother usually calls him “Baby.