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It has been three long days since the moment that I have dreaded in all of my years following sports finally occurred.

Three long days since the biggest sports figure in the history of south Florida hung up his cleats.

Three long days since the greatest passer to ever step on the gridiron decided to ride off into the sunset.

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It has been three long days since Daniel Constatine Marino, Jr. officially ended his Hall of Fame career, and you know what?

It still hurts like hell.

It hurts to see Marino leave the game without ever winning the Super Bowl ring that he so richly deserved.

It hurts to see perhaps the most gifted quarterback of all time virtually pushed out the door by the team for which he has served loyally and brilliantly for 17 long years.

But most of all it hurts to know that I will never again have the honor of seeing No. 13 fire those laser sharp passes, marching the Dolphins down the field with his golden right arm, for the game-winning score.

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