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Seven days with Sam
A first-hand look inside Sam Bradford’s journey into the Heisman brotherhood

DEC. 12: OU quarterback Sam Bradford explores New York City the night before winning the Heisman Trophy. CRAIG RUTTLE/For the Tulsa World

 
By JOHN E. HOOVER World Sports Writer
Published: 12/21/2008  3:29 AM
Last Modified: 12/21/2008  12:31 PM

 WHEN OKLAHOMA QUARTERBACK Sam Bradford won the Heisman Trophy last week, he became an instant celebrity and a football immortal.

 But in the hours following the ceremony, all Bradford wanted was a trip to the Apple Store in Times Square and some pizza on Bleeker Street.

The Tulsa World’s John E. Hoover followed Bradford around the country for seven days, from his arrival at Disney World in Orlando, Fla., where he won the O’Brien Award, to his breathless moments before the Heisman announcement in Times Square, to his shining moment at the New York Stock Exchange.

Read along in a special two-page pullout as we walk alongside the 2008 Heisman Trophy winner and bring you “Seven Days with Sam.”

STANDING ALONE AT THE MICROPHONE, SAM BRADFORD WASN’T going to miss a chance to deliver another perfect pass.

Some 1,500 total strangers at Monday night’s Heisman Trophy banquet were captured by the genuine humility of the newest winner as he praised University of Oklahoma president David Boren and athletic director Joe Castiglione. He then lauded the efforts of Sooner head coach Bob Stoops and the rest of the OU coaching staff before moving on to praise his teammates. % Bradford even thanked the Heisman electorate for voting for him, and the past Heisman winners for attending his coronation.

It was another memorable moment in a week full of lasting memories for Bradford.

The Tulsa World’s John E. Hoover followed Bradford during the Sooner quarterback’s weeklong journey, gathering tales every step of the way as Bradford joined the fraternity of college football’s elite.

WEDNESDAY, DEC. 10

“Look at me … Now look at the ball.”



Spending time with Tim Tebow and Colt McCoy is Sam Bradford’s primary objective when he arrives in Orlando, Fla., with teammate Duke Robinson for the ESPNU College Football Awards Show.

The first group of award contenders shows up at 5:30 p.m. to the Disney Boardwalk Convention Center for media interviews. Texas Tech’s Graham Harrell is among them, but doesn’t learn that he’s not invited to the Heisman Ball until after he finishes at 6. That’s when Tebow and McCoy come in, and everyone is surprised that Harrell isn’t a finalist.

Bradford arrives about 6:40, almost 10 minutes late. Wearing white Converse shoes, blue jeans and a crimson OU golf shirt, Bradford shows off the new crimson cast protecting his left thumb.

First he gives a stand-up interview to local television stations, then poses for some promotional pics. He looks uncomfortable doing the latter.

“Hold the ball with your hand,” the photographer instructs.

Hmm, as opposed to his nose."

“Now flip it. No, not end over end. Just spin it.

No, throw it in the air. Look at me. At me. Now look at the ball. OK, look at me.”

When it seems the torture has ended, Tebow walks up. It’s time for a group pic, Bradford on the left, Tebow on the right. They’ve never before met, but they’re asked to place their hands on the ball and smile, like they’re posing for a Christmas card. Afterward, they shake hands and talk.

Bradford is directed to a small round table, where some 15 reporters and their microphones have formed a semicircle. First, though, he spies McCoy. They shake hands and talk for three minutes, the last minute or so with their backs to photographers.

After Bradford’s time at the table — he answers questions about being a Heisman finalist, Florida’s defense, Tebow, being a Cherokee Indian, his thumb and his NFL prospects — he steps into a makeshift studio across the hall with ESPN’s Joe Schad.Waiting in a fancy wicker chair is Tebow.

They play nice for the cameras, but it’s clear that within each man, a fire smolders.

Having concluded his media duties, Bradford heads off to a dinner party in honor of all the finalists.

THURSDAY, DEC. 11

“Doesn’t OU have someplace for it?”



It’s awards time, and the four QBs show up at the Boardwalk Dance Hall in a white bus. Harrell is announced first and struts quickly down the red carpet, photographers on one side and fans — mostly Florida fans — on the other. McCoy is next, a little slower.

Bradford is third, and faster than the rest. Wearing a black suit, blue shirt and silver tie, he makes a sharp left through the crowd and dodges into the Dance Hall. Tebow comes last and savors every step.

Inside, Bradford sits next to his mom, dad and grandmother, just in front of teammate Duke Robinson and OU offensive coordinator Kevin Wilson. The theater looks big on TV, but in reality it seats less than 250 people.

After the show begins, media handlers pass out a list of the winners to the press. The fairy tale begins, Disney style: Bradford has won the O’Brien Award, and he goes on first. When his TV time is done, he walks up to the balcony, where the press awaits. Bradford gets only six questions, though, before he’s allowed to watch the rest of the show from the front row.

As he heads toward the steps, he stops to answer one more question: Where will the new trophy go."

“I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it. Doesn’t OU have someplace for it? The Switzer Center, I guess.”

FRIDAY, DEC, 12

“Oh, y’all must be football players. Y’all must be cool.”



Bradford and his party check into the New York Hilton on Sixth Avenue around mid-morning. The quarterback gets a nap before his first press conference in the Big Apple, a clog of national media in Room 4249. Mc- Coy goes next, then Tebow, each for 20 minutes or so.

In the evening, Bradford, McCoy and Tebow are offered a quick tour of the immediate area, specifically the observation deck atop Rockefeller Center — Top o’ the Rock, they call it — and a photo op.

Before the players arrive, Kent and Martha Bradford are standing alone near an escalator.

“Mr. Bradford?” says a voice from a nearby hallway. The voice’s face is unmistakable, an older Colt McCoy. “I’m Brad McCoy, this is my wife Debra.” At last, the Red River Rivalry quarterback parents meet.

Eventually, Bradford and McCoy show up, but Tebow doesn’t. The photographers there from Florida are furious.

“The little rat,” one says. “I hope he loses tomorrow.”

It’s Kent Bradford’s first trip to New York, and on the two-block walk to Rockefeller Center, he is blown away. “There’s a lot of tall buildings here,” he says.

Bradford and McCoy walk together, pointing, looking, laughing. They look like best friends. McCoy sees an Austin TV reporter and jumps in the shot, quickly mugging for the camera.

As the caravan continues through the night, the alluring smells of sidewalk vendors grilling gyros, sausages, hot dogs and kabobs waft through the crisp Manhattan air. Bradford and McCoy are hounded by autograph brokers. Two have the audacity to lug suitcases (one is burnt orange) of signed goods. Another sends his preteen son to the front of the pack to pester the QBs. The Heisman security detail does nothing to dissuade them. Inside Rockefeller Center, the goofball with the orange bag seals his fate.

“Please, Colt, just one autograph! I mean Sam, I mean Sam!” Bradford, who has told this 30-something eBay denizen “No” at least a dozen times, is incredulous.

“See,” Bradford says, “you don’t even know my name!” The two elevators aren’t large enough to accommodate everyone, so the group is split into three. Bradford looks up through the glass ceiling of the elevator, which ascends through neon blue lights on each floor. Bradford was here with his mom last spring, but he’s still smiling.

“Cool,” he says.

Atop the Rock,Martha Bradford’s face is white.

“I’ll see you later,” she says to her husband as she boards the next earthbound elevator.

“Man,” says Sam, “she did the same thing last time. This is the coolest part!” Bradford’s security detail gives a quick rundown of all the bridges around Manhattan, the location of Ground Zero and even the Statue of Liberty. Bradford poses for pictures — McCoy first, then his dad — then takes a few snapshots with his cell phone.

Back on the street, the players are taken to the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Plaza.

As they pose for more pics, the crowd begins to buzz.

“Is that the Texas quarterback?” asks one observer. Yeah, and the Oklahoma quarterback.

“Oooh,” she says. “Oklahoma.”

The McCoys fix their hands in the “Hook ’ Em” pose. Bradford, standing nearby, smiles and shakes his head.

An onlooker whispers in Bradford’s ear.

“Yeah,” he says, “y’all gotta do that with ’em down just once.”

Brad McCoy looks at him, stunned.

“It doesn’t feel that good, does it?” he asks.

On the way back to the hotel, Colt McCoy stops to pose with a street Santa.

Santa gives the thumbs-up, but McCoy takes his hand.

“Like this,” he says, tucking Santa’s thumb and extending his index and pinky fingers upward.

This makes no sense to Santa, but it clearly gives McCoy unbridled glee.

“Who’s that?” shouts a teenage girl.

“Who are y’all."

Oh, y’all must be football players. Y’all must be cool.”

Just ahead is a mini-brigade of mounted NYPD officers. Both QBs seem comfortable around the horses.

“So,” asks a reporter, “you guys must be pulling for Colt tomorrow?” “No comment,” says the cop.

As the procession continues down 53rd Street, the autograph brokers are back.

“Please Sam,” the shameless goofball begs, “just sign one thing.”

“Nah,” says Bradford.

Finally, the security tough steps in.

“Sir,” he says in a thick Bronx tongue.

“He’s told you no, and he’s been very polite.

Now that’s it.”

The autograph honk starts to whine about Bradford being “too good for his loyal fans; the fans who watch him; the fans who go to games and wear his jersey.”

Bradford shakes his head.

Finally, the group is back at the hotel.

The players and family immediately board a bus bound for the Sports Museum of America downtown, where a private dinner and reception awaits.

The announcement is 24 hours away.

SATURDAY, DEC. 13

“If your name is called …”



This is Bradford’s first true downtime since arriving in New York. All there is to do before tonight’s announcement is sleep, walk around, shop and text with friends. He does it all.

After lunch, players are taken to the Nokia Theater for rehearsal.

“You guys will sit here.

Your parents will sit there. Your coaches there. If your name is called, you’ll walk up here.”

Nobody tells Bradford to cover his ears.

Later, around 5:30, players arrive for real. Bradford is dressed in a black suit, this time with a shimmering crimson tie.

No one knows what to expect.

Bradford is the clear winner in a roundup of various online surveys — 12 of the 14 that polled actual Heisman electors forecast Bradford — but everyone agrees it’s going to be close.

With almost 10 minutes left in ESPN’s show, Sanford Wurmfeld of the Heisman Trust takes the stage. He nearly lulls everyone to sleep, then quickly blurts, “Sam Bradford!” Bradford closes his eyes, smiles and leans forward, as if trying to catch his breath. He congratulates the other finalists, then seeks touching embraces from his mom and dad. Their smiles could melt steel.

Bradford wins the closest voting since 2001, and the second closest vote ever between first and third. McCoy finishes second and Tebow is third, despite getting the most first-place votes.

Forty-five minutes later, Bradford walks into the makeshift interview room at the Sports Museum of America downtown.

He carries the 74th Heisman Trophy — OU’s fifth — with his good hand.

When he’s finished, Bradford steps into the underhalls of the museum and away from the media swarm. He poses for pictures with the children of a Heisman trustee. He autographs a couple of programs. He is hardly aware that his journey — his life as a Heisman Trophy winner — is just beginning.

Later, Bradford loses the suit and hits Times Square with an old family friend, Kelsey Cline, golf coach at Oklahoma Christian.

They shop like teenagers, hitting the Apple Store well past 2 a.m.

SUNDAY, DEC. 14

“Oh my gawd, he’s so cute. Is that the Texas quarterback?”



On just four hours sleep, Bradford and his entourage — mom, dad, family friend Kelsey Cline, associate AD Kenny Mossman, a Heisman rep and a driver — meet in the Hilton lobby. Bradford’s mom sips coffee. Bradford’s dad looks rested as he recounts the night before.

“Man, my ol’ heart got to poundin’ in my chest,” he says, his slow Oklahoma drawl standing out in New York even at 7 in the morning. “I was like, ‘What’s goin’ on here?’ ” They board a black Chevy Suburban — the Heisman, in a custom silver case, sits alone in the cargo area — bound for the News Corporation Building just two blocks down Sixth Avenue for an interview on “Fox and Friends.” Just inside the service entrance, a security guard acts as though he’s never heard of the Heisman.

“Nobody gave me a memo,” he says.

“You’ll have to go around to the front and sign in.”

Bradford walks by what looks like a carnival game, a foldable target with a bull’s-eye and three footballs. How long has it been since he threw."

“About a week,” he says, thinking back to the Big 12 title game.

Do you think they’ll challenge you to a contest."

“Oh man, I hope not.”

Inside, he meets Dave Briggs, a former Fox 23 sportscaster in Tulsa. They do a promo in the hallway (Briggs carefully holds the trophy) before hooking Bradford up with a microphone and taking him to the set.

On the set with Briggs, Alisyn Camerota and Clayton Morris, Bradford picks four NFL games (Panthers, Giants, Steelers, Jets — all but the Giants win). While Kent and Martha munch on muffins and coffee in the green room (basically a dingy break room with a refrigerator, two couches, a table and two coffee pots), Bradford is asked again if he’ll go pro next month.

“I don’t know. We’ll see,” he says.

“It’s a long time before I have to make that decision.”

Outside, Bradford informs Briggs and Morris that, no, he won’t take part in a contest of passing skill. Good move. Instead, Briggs and Morris take turns missing the target. Morris’ last two throws send a Fox cameraman running for his life.

It’s chilly, about 33 degrees, but a crowd of almost two dozen gathers on the sidewalk to watch as Bradford, wearing gray slacks and a light-gray striped dress shirt, coaches up Briggs and Morris.

“Oh my gawd, he’s so cute,” says a local. “ Is that the Texas quarterback?” No, she’s told, Oklahoma.

“Ew, Oklahoma,” she says, wrinkling her nose. “ Oh, but he’s still so cute.

Look at him.”

Bradford quickly cuts a promo — “Hey Fox News viewers, I’m Sam Bradford, 2008 Heisman Trophy winner, wanting to wish you happy holidays and a Happy New Year” — before he’s led back inside, where he quickly autographs Briggs’ Sports Illustrated, the cover of which depicts Bradford handing off to Chris Brown against Texas Tech.

Now it’s back to the Suburban for an appointment with CBS College Sports’ “ One 2 One.” The CBS studio is at Chelsea Piers Sports and Entertainment Complex, just south of the USS Intrepid aircraft carrier museum on the Hudson River. It’s basically an unimpressive parking garage.

This time, instead of being turned away by a security guard, there isn’t a security guard — or anyone else there to greet them. Doors are banged on, phone calls are made, and five minutes later, a studio assistant pokes her head out.

She whisks everyone upstairs to another unassuming studio — soundproofed with acoustic noise-dampening foam walls, and the deadness of the air is almost creepy. They are quickly greeted by a friendly producer named Emily, who offers drinks and snacks.

On the far wall, a bank of TV monitors is replaying the Bedlam game.

Bradford has just fumbled a snap near the OSU goal line. He rolls his eyes.

Eventually, Bradford meets host Adam Zucker, who coolly sits down with Bradford and runs through 20 minutes of insightful and unscripted questions as Kent and Martha sit in a nearby row of hastily arranged folding chairs. Zucker later says his last morning-after Heisman interview was Jason White in 2003, “right here in this studio.”

Among Bradford’s answers: “Billy Sims just does that. Jason White warned me.” … “In a football game, you know what’s coming. You’ve done it before. Last night, I didn’t know what to expect.” … “I don’t think I could know what Colt’s going through. They have a great argument.

Then again, they lost to Texas Tech.”

… “Paul Thompson was a great leader.”

… “I can’t explain in words the impact (Josh Heupel has) had on my life, not just on the football field, but off.”

Kent and Martha applaud, and soon enough, Kent Bradford finds himself in front of Zucker (Martha politely declines). Kent also offers a clarification: “Let’s clear this up. We didn’t have him play anything. He played, and we supported him. … If he’d said, ‘You know, Dad, I don’t want to play hockey any more,’ it probably wouldn’t have broken our heart.”

Before he leaves, Bradford autographs a copy of the New York Times sports section announcing his triumph.

On the way out, the Bedlam replay has progressed to the third quarter. Here it comes. Bradford rolls right, stiff-arms a defender, cuts upfield, leaps, flips, lands — a Heisman moment. He and Cline chuckle.

The rest of Bradford’s day belongs to him. He gets in a nap, some more sightseeing and shopping and finally gets to relax.

MONDAY, DEC. 15

“No throwing shoes…”



It’s another early morning.

Bradford gets an ESPN gig, this time with “First Take” host Jay Crawford.

Bradford looks worn out. Wearing another crimson OU golf shirt, Bradford’s eyes are puffy and red.

His voice is graveled. His hair, normally just tousled, clearly suffers bed head.

“It felt like everyone in the world could probably see my heart pounding through my chest,” he tells Crawford from an independent studio across Manhattan.

“Probably the most nervous I’ve been in a long time.”

Bradford then does four minutes or so with “Mike and Mike” on ESPN Radio. He admits he doesn’t remember one thing past Heisman winners told him the night before. Asked again about the NFL, Bradford this time gives the perfect answer.

“We obviously have a huge game in front of us, so I don’t feel like I need any distractions,” he says.

“I’m probably not gonna think about that decision at all before the game. Then after that game, I’ll gather all the information that’s necessary for me to make the correct decision.”

Later in the morning, Bradford is back at the Hilton, signing 100 footballs for the Heisman Trust.

He then changes into his No. 14 OU jersey to pose for a photo that will serve as the model for his official Heisman portrait at the Sports Museum of America.

That night, Bradford is formally welcomed to the club. He’s the guest of honor at the 74th Heisman Banquet and sits between the podium (draped with an OU pennant) and Heisman Trust president Bill Dockery. Twenty past winners, including Jason White, Billy Sims and Steve Owens, sit on the dais in front of him but Bradford, a lifelong hockey fan, is lost in conversation with NHL legend Pat LaFontaine, who picked up the Heisman Humanitarian Award.

Video clips of all 73 winners (Archie Griffin got two), dubbed with each school’s fight song, are shown.

Bradford’s highlights: his scrambling TD pass to Juaquin Iglesias against Missouri, his long TD bomb to Manuel Johnson against Texas Tech and, of course, his spindly flip against OSU.

OU coach Bob Stoops and athletic director Joe Castiglione are on the dais, and each takes a turn at the mike. Stoops’ wife, Carol, and the Bradford family sit at the front table. Stoops assistant Matt McMillen and the rest of the OU coaching staff — minus Brent Venables and Jackie Shipp — are seated at a table at the back of the room. Almost 1,500 patrons, at $500 a plate, have turned out.

Broadcast legend Don Criqui, emcee for the event, lays ground rules up front: “No throwing shoes at any of the speakers,” he says.

The Heisman Trust uses this night to honor recipients on the 10th, 25th and 50th anniversary of its trophy, but Army’s Pete Dawkins, the 1958 winner, a Rhodes Scholar, a former brigadier general and an all-around giant of a man, explains, “This night is about Sam, not those of us from the past.”

Afterward, there is cause for concern when 1956 winner Paul Hornung sits in a chair offstage and complains of pain in his left arm.

A call goes out for “a doctor in the house,” and Stoops — who lost his father to a heart attack in 1988 — is among those who wait with Hornung for paramedics to arrive.

Later, at a private reception, Bradford looks exhausted. Past Heisman winners are all around the room, but he sits alone in a guarded booth away from the bar, still dressed in his black tuxedo, waiting for his family. He says of all the events of the weekend, he was most moved by Dawkins’ declaration of trust that Bradford will uphold all the virtues of the Heisman Trophy.

Within an hour, Bradford is back in sneakers and jeans and walking out of the Hilton lobby with his mom and dad for one last night on the town. It’s 10:45, but they seek the acclaimed taste of John’s Pizzeria of Bleeker Street.

TUESDAY, DEC. 16

“Wow, he’s tall.”



Refreshed and revived, Bradford fulfills another lifelong, if not quirky, dream.

He and his party — Mom, Dad, Mossman, Kelsey Cline, aunt Dawn Davis, grandmother Sue Bradford, girlfriend Kelsey Kurtz, Sports Museum founder Philip Schwalb and Heisman reps Jim Corcoran and Tim Henning — arrive on Wall Street. Bradford, a 3.95 student in finance, will begin trading on the New York Stock Exchange by ringing the opening bell.

The group is escorted through tight security into a sixth-floor board room roughly half the size of the Everest Indoor Facility — OK, maybe a quarter — where Bradford meets NYSE execs Larry Leibowitz and Duncan Niederauer. Leibowitz presents Bradford with a medallion and says, “So, you’ve got to go to class now? Seems like such a dropoff.”

They are spirited off to the bell podium, where they all stand, like royalty observing loyal subjects, for 10 minutes. Applause rises 30 seconds before the bell, and Bradford, with the Heisman to his right, once more shows his accuracy by pushing the button at precisely 9:30.

A few minutes later, Bradford walks through a gawking crowd on the trading room floor. The facility might as well be the Death Star — everything is mechanized, computerized and manned by technicians in smocks of various colors.

The 6-foot-5 Bradford — again wearing a black suit and crimson tie, this time with a Heisman pin on his left lapel — moves through the gathering, and traders step away from their stations to snap a shot on their cell phone or just get a glimpse of him.

“Wow,” one trader says, “he’s tall.”

Peter Costa, a senior floor associate, is giving Bradford a rundown of how everything works, but a trader interrupts and thrusts a hand-held trading monitor at Bradford.

“Sam, can you sign this?” he says, smiling and nearly shaking. “I’m gonna send it to my boys in Boston.

They’re gonna love this.”

It’s now almost 10 a.m. on Dec.

16, and Sam Bradford’s Heisman adventure is coming to an end. He heads to an elevator, with slaps on the back from every angle, and finally reaches the street. He’ll catch a ride back to the Hilton, pack his bags and depart for Teterboro Airport across the Hudson in New Jersey.

Bradford lands later that afternoon in Norman, where final exams await. He gets a smaller cast the next day, and will soon start early prep for the Jan. 8 national championship game against Florida.

But something Bradford said the night before will long resonate, forever stamping his unforgettable week.

“I can really say it’s great,” he said, “to be an Oklahoma Sooner.”



MORE SAM BRADFORD ONLINE



Go online for more photos from Sam Bradford’s trip to New York, his season and his younger years. Also, check out stories from before he arrived on campus through this season and stories on past OU Heisman winners. Just go to tulsaworld.com/sambradford
By JOHN E. HOOVER World Sports Writer

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PetersPrairie, Jay (12/21/2008 6:02:31 AM)
Great article. Shows that Sam is just a "regular guy" and he and his family definitely make Oklahoma proud. Congratulations, Sam and welcome home.
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GrannyTazzy, Tulsa (12/21/2008 6:49:56 AM)
This was great! I wish Sam all the luck in the world, what a great guy.
Go Sooners!
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pat, Kiefer (12/22/2008 9:23:57 AM)
stay grounded and at OU! Best of luck! [billysimmsvoice] BOOMER!!! [/billsimmsvoice}
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Bird1, Tulsa (12/22/2008 10:11:14 AM)
Great Article. This verifies Oklahoman's beliefs. Not only was Sam the best choice for this year's Heisman, but he will also be a Great Ambassador for OU, the Cherokee Nation and Oklahoma.
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Arbythree, Tulsa (12/22/2008 11:11:13 AM)
Congratulations to John Hoover on an excellent article. Your writing captured the real Sam Bradford, as well as, the excitement of the week.

Keep up the great work!!
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Mistic_wolf, tahlequah (12/22/2008 12:48:15 PM)
Sam is a great role model for the children!!
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okie4her, Keller (12/22/2008 4:49:27 PM)
Attaboy Sam,he's such a special, humble guy.
 

 
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