I got to see Mr. Davis up close a couple of times at the 1980 loss to Dallas that looked, at the time, to end Raiders playoff hopes.Two months later, in New Orleans, Al accepted the Lombardi Trophy from arch nemesis, Rozelle with the immortal words "Just Win, Baby!". My memories of the Dallas loss are two-fold regarding Al. First, I stood about 10 feet away on the field during warmups as he gave his legendary fist pump to each player and asked them all, "Are you ready to dominate?". Then, after a late Plunkett int. sealed our fate that day, I waited to use the facilities in Box 119 where my brother and I had watched the game. George Atkinson had stood behind us and the Cowboys game film crew had worked in front of us all day. When the restroom door opened, Al Davis stepped out and looked at me face to face from a foot or so away. I was speechless, and he simply gave a tight lipped shake of the head, acknowledging that the loss had probably doomed the Raiders for yet another year. Today I thank God that we were wrong about the team's chances and, especially, that I was able to have these slight "interactions" with this legendary Raider whose passing we are deeply feeling today. I will be at the game Sunday, looking into his owner's box and down on the field during warmups, remembering that day, over 30 year's ago, like it was yesterday.I am shedding tears for his death, but joyful that he brought the Raiders, as we know them, into our lives.R.I.P., Al Davis. You were a renegade. You were a rebel. You were a RAIDER!