LaVell Edwards: A world-class warrior

Here is what you don't know about LaVell Edwards:

He's a man's man . . . who loves growing and tending flowers in his yard — roses, begonias, impatiens, petunias, marigolds. "He likes ordinary, common flowers," says his daughter, Ann Cannon, "but in his yard they just look better than anywhere else." You can take the Orem farm kid off of the farm, but you can't take the farm out of the Orem farm kid. Each spring he returns to the yard in a pair of "flood" Levis, saddle shoes and an old golf shirt to plant, weed and till his gardens.

He likes to iron his own clothes because it's therapeutic and because he takes pride in his clothing. He's a dapper man who likes crisp slacks and tailored sports coats and thick sweaters, all immaculately cared for. He brushes his coats, polishes his shoes and presses his shirts and slacks. He shops at Mr. Mac and has an eye for fashion. His wife once brought home a new outfit for herself and showed it to him. He said it was nice, but the lapels were too narrow. She realized he was right. She took it back.