Deion Sanders, aka "Prime Time", aka "Neon Deion"
Facts:
While in high school, Deion Sanders was awarded All-State honors in three different sports; Football, Baseball, and Basketball.

Deion was a member of Florida State University's Football, Baseball, and Track teams. FSU retired Deion's football jersey, #2, in his honor.

During the 1989 seasons, Deion hit a homerun for the New York Yankees and scored a touchdown for the Atlanta Falcons in the same week, the only player to ever do so.

Deion was voted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame during his first year of eligibility. As part of the induction ceremony, he placed one of his trademark "do-rags" on the bust bearing his likeness.

Jerry Glanville (former head coach, Atlanta) tells the story of a game in which a receiver on the opposing team was wide open, a pass was thrown his way, and Deion seemingly came out of nowhere to break up the play. Later, Glanville complemented Deion on the play, but asked him how the receiver ever got that wide open? Deion's response: "Coach, if I don't let them get open the quarterback won't ever throw my way."
    Deion Sanders spent his first 5 years in the NFL with the Atlanta Falcons, after which he abruptly left, lured by big money from San Francisco. There was a lot of bad blood between Deion and most everyone in Atlanta. This was especially true of Deion's former teammate,  wide receiver Andre Rison. Andre and Deion started taking shots at one another in the press.

    On October 16, 1994, San Francisco paid a visit to the Georgia Dome for the first meeting between the teams since Deion's departure.

      This video is a record of what transpired =>
Partial Transcript from the video:

"Somebody axed me why we didn't get thrown outta' the game... You know how many people bought tickets that day to see me play?"
   - Prime Time, explaining why he was not ejected for fighting

"Watch the dance, I'm gonna' stick it at the end for the photo ops...AHHH...AHHH...AHHH.AHHH......AHHH. Now pose on 'em...
  Take the picture.
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   - Prime Time, on the finer points of a well choreographed touchdown dance