When he was born, his father placed a big plush football in his crib.
Nearly seventy, he has bull shoulders and a nimbus of curly gray hair. In about a minute, he has summarized the entire first half of his life. "Correctamundo," Todd replies, at ease now, playing to the crowd, not really thinking about what's coming next — which has always been his biggest strength and maybe also his biggest weakness. Todd was the quarterback, a twig figure with flaming-orange hair.Louis Cardinals, had done a stint with the World Football League's Hawaiians.As Marv sorted out his work status, his family of four was living with the maternal grandparents in a little clapboard house on the Balboa Peninsula.Fathers hover on the periphery, wincing with every missed tackle and dropped pass.Into this tableau ambles a tall man with faded-orange hair cropped close around a crowning bald spot, giving him the aspect of a tonsured monk. Somebody tosses him a football, like a speaking stick. I played waaaay before you guys were even born." Without his sunglasses, resting now atop his head, his blue eyes look pale and unsure.