In contrast to my many pleasant meetings with John Ritter, there was one night, after a late game that the Los Angeles Rams played, that Howard Cosell came through the airport in a fury. The game went into overtime, his limo was late, and Howard was not in a very good mood at all. As a matter of fact, in the entire time I spent at the airport, no one ever demanded the kind of respect that Howard did. The flight was delayed…not because of mechanical reasons, but instead, they were holding it just for Howard. So, I knew already that I wouldn’t be able to have the time needed for a picture of him, but what I was not prepared for was just how rude and cantankerous he would be. Some people that you meet in life stand out for some reasons while others you would not mind not having met at all. I don’t have to tell you which category that Howard Cosell fit into.