I'm in the position again of watching people grieve over a national hero that I know next to nothing about. Happens frequently.
I'm sure K.B. was a good (mostly) person and great athlete.
But it is powerfully annoying to scan TV channels and encounter show after show about how wonderful he was. They leave my emotions untouched.
As with the murder of John Lennon, the biggest loss is his potential for more great acts. And the potential of his daughter.
Farewell, Black Mamba.
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