I tell Les, shouting over the noise on the sidelines. The stadium is packed to bursting, band music blaring and fans shouting, chatting, cheering over nothing. The game hasn’t started yet, but we’re only about an hour out. The guys are warming up on the field. Some are in the locker room listening to music to get focused. Others are in the weight room lifting. Revving up. Kurtis is nowhere to be seen. I gesture to the ESPN camera crew under the goal post. “The NFL Network has rights to their footage. We’ll borrow from it to fill any gaps in the game highlights. I want you to get as much player reaction as you can. Stay off the field, don’t get trampled, but get their faces. Go on the other side and get to higher ground if you need to zoom in from across the field, but get. Their. Faces.” “I’m on it,” he promises. Les and Alec take off across the field to look for the best angle.
