Torn was a pretty average sort of kid, as far as kids go, but as he grabbed his lucky red cap, flew up the stairs two at a time, and scoffed his pancakes that morning, he had absolutely no idea how un-average his day was going to be. His Mom was taking him to see someone who, for Torn, was probably the most coolifying person in the whole world. He was going to see his hero. He was going to see Jesse Martin It was December 7th 1998, and Jesse was...