
"Todd, do you know what we want?" Silence. "Completions." Silence. "To our guys." Silence. "This could be a home run play." Silence. So was Marinovich being surly? Or did he just figure Matsko's questions required no response? Said Marinovich later, "I was thinking." It could be worse. In a desperate moment a year ago, Todd went home to his mother in Balboa, Calif., 40 miles from the USC campus, and told her, "I wish I could go somewhere else and be someone else. I don't want to be Todd Marinovich."
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