By 12:40 a.m., the quarterback hadn’t left. After a television interview, two dozen football-hucking youngsters in Redskins hoodies and jerseys and T-shirts mobbed him on the field by the tunnel. Griffin shook hands and signed footballs for the waist-high supporters. The low-20s temperatures didn’t matter.
They stood frozen as Griffin left, other than an errant wave, as if they couldn’t believe what they’d just seen.