Every year the call didn’t come, the tears would.
So would the disbelief. The anger. The nights of lost sleep.
For Andre Rison it was like a knife in the side, his annual rejection from the Pro Football Hall of Fame. Hadn’t he done enough? Wasn’t he one of the best of his era? He came to dwell on the disrespect, convinced he belonged, convinced there had to be some reason why he wasn’t getting in.
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“There’s nothing Jerry Rice could do that I couldn’t,” Rison has said more than once over the years.
Deep down, he believes that.
But Rice has the records, the gold jacket resting on his shoulders, the GOAT chain
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