Comments: On the Streets Where I Live

I saw Jackson play in his junior year when he won Webster a state title basically by himself. If anyone was a can't-miss prospect, a guaranteed star, it was Darrell Jackson. He could run like Faulk and throw like Warner. And he's thrown all that, and probably the rest of his life, away. So some of us here in Webster Groves are badly torn. We can't decide whether to shoot the kid for his crimes or shoot the kid for his truly epic stupidity.

Posted by: Christopher Johnson at April 26, 2005 at 08:36 PM