Neo

He pays so they’ll leave, not so they’ll come.

Confluence .... I am not a pedant, but it’s a wonderful word you can use so very rarely. And the Ralph prank is good, clean, fun. Let’s maul ‘em.

An assessment as worthy as the subject. Well done ...

I re-read my post. Frankly, I’m not sure what I was trying to say. Namath WAS NYC. Your Bradshaw comments are great.

In my lifetime, there have been many greats. Occasionally, the greats are “their city”. Staubach was Dallas, Bradshaw was Pittsburgh, Broadway Joe was New York... Allen’s Buffalo.

Enjoy .... life gave you great talent and opportunity. You “cashed” in (house money). That’s on you ... it ain’t easy. Screw the cheap shot. I’m glad you’re still in really good shape for a life well lived..

Gar - field .. HearrRRRDDDD!

Great thrower.

Honest self assessment ... not a great post. Oh, there’s a legitimate point in there, but not a great post. Put time and distance between pain and post.

Which says to me ... in a sixty minute football game, you can’t brain fart after the 59th.

I would love to know what was going through their heads and what they were coached to do ...

Who were the great pass defenders?

So commit pass interference!

I’m a reasonable man. I try not to say dumb things. I’m 59 years old. I’m 30 pounds overweight. I’ve had two ACL reconstructions, two scopes, a broken ankle and a grade III high ankle sprain, all on my left side .... If I’m playing g safety on that play, there’s no completion. There may be a flag, I may be on my way to jail, but there’s no completion. I want to hear what they think they should have been doing.

“... in a season ..”

Life’s funny ... AJ Klein, All Pro, MVP ... HOF.

The hit heard ‘round the world ...

Good news .... only a two game suspension. Bad news ... the lamest poke and slap ever, to live on the web forever for family and friends to view.

Josh Allen in The Wall Street Journal ... https://www.wsj.com/articles/josh-allen-is-the-nfls-myth-busting-quarterback-11604494800

I “met” Herb Adderley as a boy, living on Auburn Avenue, on Buffalo’s West Side. It was 1972 or 1973. A rabid Bills fan, of course, I somehow found a copy of “Instant Replay”, by Jerry Kramer. If you’re of an age, read it. If you’re of that age, and read it as a boy, it’s with you years later. If you’re among the less fortunate, and no where near that age, the book is probably not for you. The sensibilities, the approach to life, the view of man and his place in the world, will confuse and disappoint you. Martians, or some such .... RIP, Mr. Adderley ... the chain link to men of that era shrinks by one.

I’ll agree when you explain how it was unnecessary ... whatever the heck that means ... by providing the alternative. He was a vector, who intersected another vector, each at speed. Word nine.

Bullseye ...spot on memory.

It was 29 years ago, tonight. My first daughter was born at Children’s Hospital. I presided over a Cub Pack meeting. The game was brutal during the glory years. Happy Birthday, Baby!

Are you sure, Rico? When I see your avatars, I am convinced I saw you and Bart there at 3:45 am dozens of times. You are BOTH early 80s Elmwood Taco iconographs.

Bieber!? BIEBER?!