Good story about C.J. Mosley and his childhood best friend.
C.J. Mosley moved his crutches as quickly as he could toward the podium to catch the trophy presentation for last season's national championship. He had suffered a hip injury in the third quarter of the 21-0 win over LSU, but by intercepting Jordan Jefferson on the same play he got hurt, he deserved some camera time. As he approached the steps to the elevated platform, a sobering reminder caused him to stop.
He remembered who pushed him to get this far, and the promise he vowed to fulfill. With teammates passing him up the steps, Mosley placed his head down for a few seconds, eyes closed. He enjoyed what he calls a "celebratory cry," and not because he beat rival LSU, which lost again to the Tide on Saturday night. He cried for Robert Hardy, his best friend, a friend gone for the last six years, the reason he wears No. 32 dipped in crimson. Mosley had dedicated his football career to Hardy long before he became a Parade All-American out of Theodore (Ala.) High School or emerged as a constant force on an Alabama team vying for back-to-back titles. Mosley and Hardy were supposed to win a football championship together, feel the confetti fall to their shoulders as they laughed about it. They talked about that dream since Pop Warner ball.
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