The voice boomed before I could see the man, and even though we've never actually met I knew exactly who it was.
"This is my back porch!" Bo Jackson screamed from a chair. "You young'ns get off my grass!"
Bo was joking, I think, but even if he wasn't everyone laughed because the alternative was clapping back. Nobody claps back at Bo.
He is here at Royals camp this week, and it's hard to know exactly what he's doing. He watches batting practice. Talks with players and coaches. Mostly, he's here being Bo Jackson and that's plenty for anyone who saw him throw out Harold Reynolds for the Royals or run over Brian Bosworth for the Raiders.