Amazingly, no one caught George. Fullback Lorenzo Neal sealed off defensive end Chad Bratzke, and by the time the 240-pound George hit the Indianapolis 40, he had three defensive backs—corners Jeff Burris and Tyrone Poole and safety Jason Belser—in his rearview mirror. George looked up at the huge end-zone video screen to see who was behind him and by how much. He stormed into the end zone with Poole trying in vain to punch the ball loose.
After the game, as Donna waited for the media to finish with her Eddie, she told everyone about what a man he'd become. When she finally faced him, she demanded his touchdown ball. "It's got to get painted," Eddie said, "and then you'll have it." As she hugged her star of a son, in his custom-tailored suit, for a good two minutes in the bowels of the RCA Dome, she started sobbing. "Oh, Mama," Eddie said soothingly, rubbing her back. "Stop that. Don't cry."
"You made it!" she said. "You made me so proud! And you scored a touchdown!"
"Gotta do it again, Mama," he said.
Donna was right: Eddie has grown up to be quite a guy. He knows that his work isn't finished.