Fifty-five years ago I became a Dallas Cowboys fan. It was the first football game I had ever attended above the level of Pop Warner. The game took place Christmas Eve, 1967 in the Cotton Bowl Stadium. The Cowboys were playing the Cleveland Browns for the Eastern Conference Championship. The winner would play either the Green Bay Packers or the… Read moreIndisputably The Frozen Tundra | The Ice Bowl
DATELINE, November 5, 2021. Thirty-three years ago today I went to the Georgia-Florida football game for the first time. That was when it was still known as the World’s Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party and was played in the old Gator Bowl Stadium, probably between the third and fourth time it had been condemned. Georgia won 26-3, but this is not… Read moreA Spinning Margarita | He’s Got A Ticket
This college football season has been unlike any other in history. Seasons have been canceled and rearranged. Rivalry games have been dropped as conferences have gone to conference-only schedules. Games have been postponed or canceled. Players have opted to forgo their final year of eligibility to prepare for the NFL draft. It has been a season both to remember and… Read morePlay Like A Girl | Witnessing History
I had to give Bubba-Bubba credit for this one. After years of us playing pick-up games in his side yard, which was a huge flood plain that was perfect for football, he had managed to put together an actual league made up of teams from four different streets in the neighborhood. Hence the name, the “Neighborhood Football League.” Bubba-Bubba had… Read moreGirls Can’t Play | Part One
The phone rang Monday afternoon. It was Bubba-Bubba. “We’ve got a problem,” he said. “Snail fell off of the monkey bars today at school and broke his arm. He can’t play on Saturday.” “Oh, man,” I said, “is he okay?” “Yeah, he’s okay, but we’ve got to find somebody to play center and find him fast.” “Can’t he just snap… Read moreGirls Can’t Play | Part Two
Thursday afternoon I rode my bike home from school, did my chores, homework and watched the Match Game. I put on my football gear and walked over to Billy’s. We stopped at Anna’s. She was sitting on her bottom step tying her cleats. The three of us walked down the street to Bubba-Bubba’s. He and Brain were tossing the ball…. Read moreGirls Can’t Play | Part Three
