Tyrann Mathieu laughed, thinking Patrick Peterson was joking. The thought of them playing again in the same secondary seemed too improbable to take seriously.
More than three years ago, Mathieu wanted a chance to show a team, any team, that he was far from the caricature his actions had created. He had left behind Louisiana, first to train with Peterson’s father in Florida and then with Peterson in Arizona, all in search of a future that once seemed so bright.
Peterson casually mentioned the possibility of teaming up again with the Arizona Cardinals, where he had already developed into one of the NFL’s premier cornerbacks.
“Man, I’m going to get you to play with me,” Peterson said. “I’m going to do what I need to do to get you to play in Arizona.” Peterson kept a straight face as Mathieu grinned. “You might have a real legitimate chance at getting here.”
