He was a star who behaved like a stunt man, doing the dirty work, punishing his body, disappearing into the scrum. Then, finally, it happened. The deciding play of Super Bowl LVI happened. Aaron Donald happened.
Now that he's gone, the Rams will never be the same. He was as steady as the Hollywood sign and as enduring as the TCL Chinese Theatre handprints, yet instead of embracing the glitz, he celebrated the growl.
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