He is high on a list of several celebrated sports figures who have recently come to town, but Chip Kelly wanted to make one thing clear.
“Let’s slow down there,’’ he said with a smile. “Me and ’Bron? Let’s not.’’
But isn’t LeBron James to the Lakers what Kelly is to UCLA football, a rescuing superstar, a new savior?
Then Kelly laughed, and it was a hearty self-deprecating laugh, the kind of laugh you’d share with a buddy standing around your grill on a warm summer Los Angeles night, and I was struck with a question that doesn’t yet have an answer.