If we start winning games, people will start coming and it’ll be loud.
Chargers quarterback Philip Rivers stood behind the podium in the guts of Sports Authority Field in Denver, a mile above sea level, unshowered, barefoot, eye black still painted on his face.
He’d just played a football game, one his team lost in the final seconds, but he couldn’t help but grin.
The atmosphere, the fans screaming on third down, the roar before kickoff ... it created an environment tailor-made for a competitor like Rivers. The noise rattled the glass windows around the stadium. It shook the floor.