Joe Posnanski: The first day I ever spent in Kansas City was the day I interviewed for the job as sports columnist at The Kansas City Star. The paper's sports editor at the time, a dreamer named Dinn Mann — the grandson of the famed Judge Roy Hofheinz, who built the Astrodome — picked me up at the airport and began to drive us toward downtown.
"What do you think?" he asked roughly three minutes after I had landed. It was a question he would ask me at least 100 more times during the interview. I didn't think anything. I was 29 years old, single, living with a poor credit score and a beige couch that someone had given me years before and that sort of represented my life. Every day I would look…
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