‘Wide Right’ becomes a signature moment

In the driveways, backyards and playgrounds of our youth, we daydream about being the hero. The whiffle ball we smack over the bushes wins a World Series. The buzzer-beating jumper we swish results in a national championship. The football we rifle through the tire our dad suspended from that tree makes us Super Bowl champs. The puck we wrist into the taped-off square on the garage door enables us to hoist Lord Stanley’s Cup. The trash can we hurdle produces Olympic gold.

We experience only shining moments. Our Mighty Casey never strikes out.

Growing up in Northern Virginia in the 1960s and ’70s, Scott Norwood was no different from the rest of us. The boy who would become a legendary kicker for the Buffalo Bills fantasized often about becoming a sports hero, too. In his dreams, the kick