\u201cSorry, I died.\u201d<\/p>\n
The flight attendants looked as stunned as everyone else \u2014 my eyes went directly to them after the jolt \u2014 and quickly wheeled the drink cart back to the front of the plane and gathered near the cockpit. They started looking through an emergency manual. I\u2019m no expert, but I\u2019m thinking that\u2019s not a great sign.<\/p>\n
I was on the left side of the plane, an aisle seat a couple of rows in front of where the engines under the wings are located. We were about 20 minutes into the flight and I was doing work on my laptop, preparing for Sunday\u2019s assignment of covering the Tennessee Titans at the Cleveland Browns. After that first wave of panic, with my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest, I went to my Yahoo mail account and started writing something to Katie and the kids. I figured, get them something, get a few words out, comfort them in some way. Say goodbye.<\/p>\n
Then I realized the wireless was gone. I gulped, closed the laptop, put it in my bag and looked around the plane.<\/p>\n