Mostly he walked. He walked all around London. Down narrow streets to Hyde Park, to the Thames River, to bustling Piccadilly Circus, hidden in the crowd like an anonymous tourist. “Just kind of hanging out, man,” Barry Sanders said. He saw “Les Miserables,” which he also saw in New York. He saw another show, but he couldn’t remember which one. Occasionally, somebody would recognize him. But usually they did not. He met some students from the London School of Economics. They talked a little football. American football.
Back home, everybody wanted to know why Barry Sanders had disappeared. … Read More