And here came Shaun Rogers, the earth quaking beneath his feet. He had picked off a pass and was thundering downfield, 10 yards, 20 yards, 30 yards, the crowd roaring, laughing, screaming, because when a man that size puts on that kind of mileage, you can’t help it. Forty yards now. Fifty yards. Rogers, north of 350 pounds, was gasping for air, his thick arms churning, his big legs pounding, ...