Hawg

One of the sports guys had arranged for a football game between several older retired men who once played for the Arkansas Razorbacks and a dozen former football players on staff at the paper.

Rock stood beside one-time Razorback and Green Bay Packer lineman Hawg Hanner in the dusty attic of the old Democrat Building. It was where they planned to play, on a wooden floor made of warped, splintered boards in a vast room lighted only by whatever sunshine could cut through windows turned translucent by an accumulation of years of dead bugs and dirt.
This was the first time Rock had seen Hanner since he interviewed him twenty years earlier.
"You guys don't stand a chance against us," Hanner said. "You know that, right?"
It seemed to Rock that Hawg had been dead for at least ten years.