It wasn’t my intention to post so soon, but imagine my bleary eyes when I saw ex-49er great Ronnie “cut off my pinky” Lott in airport security at 4:15am and managed to stalk him all the way to Starbucks (venti coffee, btw). All his toiletries in a one quart bag – just like us! Taking his shoes up the escalator to put on away from the fray – just like us! Having attended the ’84 Super Bowl I just had to shake his digit-less hand! I can almost forgive him for going to USC!