Chris Johnson was sitting in a corner of the old RCA Dome in Indianapolis, a trainer working on his hamstring, when he learned his life had changed. “After you run the 40 at the combine, they don’t tell you right away what official time you got,” Johnson said. “I was sitting with the trainer and someone came up and told me I’d run a 4.24. I knew what it meant. So I just picked up my bag and left.”Read the rest of the article by Lee Jenkins
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