This one hits kind of hard, although I didn't know Scott as well as most of you here.
My interactions with him were limited to a couple years at the start of the '90s when I joined the Daily Aztec at SDSU and he was a writer with the LA Times' San Diego edition. The school paper would rotate a different writer into the football beat so everyone could experience that, and when my turn came, I spent it attending the coaches' meeting and the practices each up until the game at UCLA. I got to embed myself with the local media horde, including a couple guys I would eventually work with at the Union-Tribune, and generally everyone was really cool, despite my nervousness. However, Scott was the guy who I felt really went out of his way to engage with me, asking me about life at SDSU, my past experience, where I wanted to go with this journalism thing, and always eager to offer insight and advice. Mainly, he treated me like a peer, when I didn't feel like I was one yet, and for that I'll always be grateful.
We'd bump into each other at certain events over the next year or so, always good for a pleasant conversation, but eventually went on our own paths and lost touch. However, I was always able to follow him and his work, because in truth I also admired him just because he was darn good writer and reporter, and I'd like to think I got a little better at my work just by reading him.
My condolences to his family and friends. RIP