Heart-pounding freeway drama gives sports editor a new outlook on life


There I was, spinning out of control along the 101 Freeway like a Nate Kaeding field-goal attempt in the playoffs.

And, like Kaeding, I missed everything I was supposed to hit.

Every year about this time I drive down to San Diego to watch my beloved Chargers choke away a postseason game in the most devastating fashion imaginable.

I spend pockets full of money, high-five everyone in my path, brag about this season being so much different than all the others ...

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