I remember reading a draft preview magazine in 1983, looking at the QB's and I saw Dan had the same birthday as me, I immediately decided we were gonna draft him. I was obnoxious about it, and when we got him I was even worse, reminding everyone that somehow Dan and I were cosmically connected or something. It got to the point that my Mom gave me two birthday cards that year, one for me and one for Dan. Seems like yesterday, the promise of multiple Super Bowls felt like it was destined and now Dan and I are both older than dirt and still waiting. Happy Birthday Dan the Man! And Buck the Fills!!!!LET'S GO PHINS!!!!!! Sorry, it's my b-day, I'm already hammered, carry on.