tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958997061437462003.post8600501986636032665..comments2024-03-28T17:35:48.164-06:00Comments on Pro Football Journal: SPORTS ILLUSTRATED: The Gambling IssueJohn Turneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06612706488776938253noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958997061437462003.post-40938310784519624662021-08-20T11:13:42.683-06:002021-08-20T11:13:42.683-06:00....your welcome Juggernaut J....sandlot tackle fo.......your welcome Juggernaut J....sandlot tackle football was a place so many of us learned football in our youth. yes, sir, maybe someday we will get to compare notes. sure appreciate your support for the Pro Football Journal. TJ Trouphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09304023579676096733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4958997061437462003.post-53037642712492906282021-08-16T16:09:23.799-06:002021-08-16T16:09:23.799-06:00That story brings back fond memories, coach.
Lordy...That story brings back fond memories, coach.<br />Lordy, I miss the sandlot... aging sucks.<br /><br />Like yourself I was "serious and intense" and was carried by "stamina and heart." And, I would imagine, like you, fundamentals allowed me to "punch over my weight." I played center and linebacker at 175 pounds (the biggest guy I ever blocked was over 100 pounds heavier than me) and couldn't count the number of guys who told me they were going to destroy/whip me... but I can honestly say I was never dominated by any of them.<br />Those were the days...<br /><br />Anyway, thanks for the story and the trip down memory lane.<br />Maybe one of these days we'll get to compare notes...JuggernautJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12298340011674004149noreply@blogger.com