http://sports.espn.go.com/nfl/playoffs07/news/story?id=3209245 At the end, David Woodley didn't want to sleep. He was afraid he'd never wake up. Alcohol wrecked his liver and his marriage. He was 44, lying in a hospital bed, waiting to die. The muscle and Louisiana charm that first caught the eye of his wife was gone. She once thought he looked like Christopher Reeve, like Superman. When the ball rocketed from his fingertips, receivers hid in warm-ups. Woodley had a gift. ..... (More at the link) .....Twenty years after he was the youngest quarterback to ever start in a Super Bowl, Woodley became the youngest Super Bowl quarterback to die.
One would think that by now I would at least know to finish checking the front page for a topic before starting a new thread..... For penance I will say, in this century; :crystal::crystal:
Someone had actually begun a thread relating to this...very very sad end to a great Tiger QB. Prayers to his people....
