It was a joy to watch Steve Young play football. That said, I came to enjoy his postgame postmortems as much as the games themselves.
He was unfailingly candid and thoughtful. He would break the game down. He would gauge the mood of the team, of the season, of the race for a playoff berth — not with cliches, but with insights — often bigger than the game — and interesting turns of the phrase. I remember he once was asked why he seemed so blase after a victory. “You have to understand,” he said. “We aren’t striving for victory.