So it was one of my first Saturday nights at the newspaper. We got word of the crash and realized one of the players on the team was from one of our high schools. One one of our reporters (not known for tact) called his HS coach, a crusty old SOB. The phone conversation went like this:
Our guy: "Hey coach, what can you tell me about Joe Jock?"
His coach: "Why do you want to know about him?"
Our guy: "Aw, he got killed in a plane crash tonight."
Dead silence for several seconds ... maybe more than that.
Our guy: "Coach, are you there, are you there? I need a comment. We're on deadline. What do you remember about him? I'm on a deadline."