Oregon vs Nebraska
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waco
Springfield, Oregon
That's the spirit Brad!!!
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I was recruited pretty heavily by Nebraska, who commented that I had NFL-level long-snapping ability at age 16. I did, too. I opted to play JC ball locally for 1-2 years, and transfer to a 4-year school with an A.A. and get a 2-year scholarship at a set position, rather than go to "the mill" as raw untested talent. The JC program I entered was so overwhelmingly corrupted by recruiting violations--steroid abuse--and blatant falsehood that I quit in utter disgust after 3 weeks of practice and one scrimmage game. Basically, I got dropped from 1st to 5th on the depth chart (as a 4-down center) because I refused to use steroids. Quote from head coach--"You just aren't marketable as a lineman if you aren't using the beans". I was lifting more max weight than any other player on the team, but that didn't matter--nor did that "NFL-level" long-snapping bit. My response was rated "R", with strong language interspersed with several copulatory and coprological references. I continued and finished school, but for at least 10 years I didn't watch or listen to a football game at any level.
6 games into the season, the coach got fired after the State and conference discovered what a crooked and corrupt clusterBLANK that program had become. 6 wins had to be forfeited that year (Fall 1973), as well. Time went on, I went to work at the Sheriff's Office in Nov. 1977 around Palm Springs/Indio. ~Late January 1981 I get assigned to work uniformed security at one of the big Palm Desert golf courses during a pro golf gig of some kind. One of my posts included occasional walk-throughs of the cart garage and greenskeeper equipment area. Who do I see running a crew of lawn mowers/landscapers? That same head coach. He saw me, and obviously recognized me. He couldn't meet my gaze. I didn't say a word to him, all 4 days of the tournament--and he damn sure didn't approach me.
It was the late 1980s before I got back into enjoying the sport and watching (actually, more like listening) to game broadcasts. In 1988, I got involved in playing police charity games in a semi-pro league, 3-5 games per season, full contact/full gear. It was WONDERFUL therapy and stress reduction, and I continued playing every year that followed until 2000--when I broke my left lower leg during the second game of that season. My employer wasn't happy, but they got over it. Upshot of all this......I re-discovered my abiding love for this great game through the kindness and generosity of the Riverside Police Department's Sports Association.
Now I will listen to and occasionally watch college and NFL games on TV or radio. I don't follow given teams--but I do enjoy watching certain players whose drive--passion--and "motor" attract my attention. The guys who never take a play off, that go all-out on every snap. Troy Polamalu and Junior Seau were of that type, as are J.J. Watt and Clay Mathews. Love their work, and their work ethic. THAT is FOOTBALL.
6 games into the season, the coach got fired after the State and conference discovered what a crooked and corrupt clusterBLANK that program had become. 6 wins had to be forfeited that year (Fall 1973), as well. Time went on, I went to work at the Sheriff's Office in Nov. 1977 around Palm Springs/Indio. ~Late January 1981 I get assigned to work uniformed security at one of the big Palm Desert golf courses during a pro golf gig of some kind. One of my posts included occasional walk-throughs of the cart garage and greenskeeper equipment area. Who do I see running a crew of lawn mowers/landscapers? That same head coach. He saw me, and obviously recognized me. He couldn't meet my gaze. I didn't say a word to him, all 4 days of the tournament--and he damn sure didn't approach me.
It was the late 1980s before I got back into enjoying the sport and watching (actually, more like listening) to game broadcasts. In 1988, I got involved in playing police charity games in a semi-pro league, 3-5 games per season, full contact/full gear. It was WONDERFUL therapy and stress reduction, and I continued playing every year that followed until 2000--when I broke my left lower leg during the second game of that season. My employer wasn't happy, but they got over it. Upshot of all this......I re-discovered my abiding love for this great game through the kindness and generosity of the Riverside Police Department's Sports Association.
Now I will listen to and occasionally watch college and NFL games on TV or radio. I don't follow given teams--but I do enjoy watching certain players whose drive--passion--and "motor" attract my attention. The guys who never take a play off, that go all-out on every snap. Troy Polamalu and Junior Seau were of that type, as are J.J. Watt and Clay Mathews. Love their work, and their work ethic. THAT is FOOTBALL.
Pistolero
Well-Known Member
Thanks for a good story, Al. Glad you stayed on the right side of the tracks.
Me, football ? At age 13 I did a really hard full contact block (successful) in a
sandlot game against a much bigger kid. They were all much bigger....... Early
lesson in the laws of physics - Mass 1 weighs 130 lbs. Mass 2 weighs 180 lbs.
If Mass 1 and Mass 2 collide at a closing velocity of 20 feet per second.........
How will the result be different if Mass 1 is 145 lbs and Mass 2 is 235 lbs?
Nope, not doing this again.
Go Gators!
Bill
Me, football ? At age 13 I did a really hard full contact block (successful) in a
sandlot game against a much bigger kid. They were all much bigger....... Early
lesson in the laws of physics - Mass 1 weighs 130 lbs. Mass 2 weighs 180 lbs.
If Mass 1 and Mass 2 collide at a closing velocity of 20 feet per second.........
How will the result be different if Mass 1 is 145 lbs and Mass 2 is 235 lbs?
Nope, not doing this again.
Go Gators!
Bill
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