Beyond NaPo 52
American Samoa He charged at the ball and at the quarterback. He sacked all our defenses. He made America sit up and look for their maps. “I have a fear of being average,” said the tight end. He shot himself dead in the chest, the warrior, said good-bye with the lyrics of “Who I Ain’t.” Born in Oceanside, California, but he came from the territory with one zip code. in memory of Junior Seau (1969 – 2012)