To Vince Young, From the moment you first took the field, we all knew your destiny. We all knew you were the one. Our Superman. You wowed us once and amazed us again. Yes, you are in-vince-able. But you are still young at heart. With a humble smile, you enjoyed the light. A brazen burnt orange, and a bright white. Your talents never overshadowed your leadership and your modesty was a charm. You took off and never looked back. And now not even the Horns can catch you this time. We'll miss you and good luck.