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Actually, you're wrong. At the end of the frustrating 2015 season, Matt recognized that he had plateaued.  He couldn't sleep one night, and just started aimlessly driving around Atlanta.  He would think and drive, and drive and think.  Perhaps driven by some mystic force that mortal men could never comprehend, he found himself in Villa Rica.  Looking around, he saw that there was a small, old-style diner restaurant nearby.  He stopped to get coffee and think.

The diner was deserted at that late hour, so Matt sat at a booth in the back corner.  He knew he was at a crossroads in his career.  Absently, he heard the door to the cafe chime to announce another customer as he stared into his cup.  Suddenly, he heard a voice unlike any he had heard before, simultaneously deep like Isaac Hayes, wise like Morgan Freeman, and  gentle like Ghandi.  "Do you mind if I sit down?" the voice asked.  Matt looked up and recognized former Falcons legend Tony Martin.

 

"Uh, sure," Matt said, surprised to discover that he didn't feel any of the irritation he would have expected in spite of the intrusion.

 

"Can't stay long," Tony Martin said.  "Just wanted to tell you I like your style."

 

"Thanks," said Matt, as he suddenly noticed that his vision seemed to get sharper, and then sharper again.

 

"But look," continued Tony Martin, "You got to master your fear, or else your fear will become your master."

 

Suddenly, lightning struck outside out of a clear sky.  Matt jumped, and when he turned back, Tony Martin was gone.

 

Over the next few weeks, Matt realized that he was...changing.  He could throw a football over the Georgia Dome...lengthwise.  He remembered every license plate on his drive home from work...even from years before.  But the biggest change was his hearing.  The first time he took the practice field, he heard a sound rippling like thunder as the DBs jogged.  He stared, but it was clear that nobody else heard it.  Slowly, it dawned on him:. He could now hear the tendons in the knees and ankles of safeties and corners as they made cuts.  He could tell who would be covered, and who was going to be open.

 

And Tony Martin made it happen.

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35 minutes ago, NOVAFalconFan said:

Actually, you're wrong. At the end of the frustrating 2015 season, Matt recognized that he had plateaued.  He couldn't sleep one night, and just started aimlessly driving around Atlanta.  He would think and drive, and drive and think.  Perhaps driven by some mystic force that mortal men could never comprehend, he found himself in Villa Rica.  Looking around, he saw that there was a small, old-style diner restaurant nearby.  He stopped to get coffee and think.

The diner was deserted at that late hour, so Matt sat at a booth in the back corner.  He knew he was at a crossroads in his career.  Absently, he heard the door to the cafe chime to announce another customer as he stared into his cup.  Suddenly, he heard a voice unlike any he had heard before, simultaneously deep like Isaac Hayes, wise like Morgan Freeman, and  gentle like Ghandi.  "Do you mind if I sit down?" the voice asked.  Matt looked up and recognized former Falcons legend Tony Martin.

 

"Uh, sure," Matt said, surprised to discover that he didn't feel any of the irritation he would have expected in spite of the intrusion.

 

"Can't stay long," Tony Martin said.  "Just wanted to tell you I like your style."

 

"Thanks," said Matt, as he suddenly noticed that his vision seemed to get sharper, and then sharper again.

 

"But look," continued Tony Martin, "You got to master your fear, or else your fear will become your master."

 

Suddenly, lightning struck outside out of a clear sky.  Matt jumped, and when he turned back, Tony Martin was gone.

 

Over the next few weeks, Matt realized that he was...changing.  He could throw a football over the Georgia Dome...lengthwise.  He remembered every license plate on his drive home from work...even from years before.  But the biggest change was his hearing.  The first time he took the practice field, he heard a sound rippling like thunder as the DBs jogged.  He stared, but it was clear that nobody else heard it.  Slowly, it dawned on him:. He could now hear the tendons in the knees and ankles of safeties and corners as they made cuts.  He could tell who would be covered, and who was going to be open.

 

And Tony Martin made it happen.

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