tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75485634993737665472012-02-01T13:01:02.514-08:00Egad! Is that your brain?bubbasmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13633128491532897125noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7548563499373766547.post-36311804871614146452012-01-29T06:53:00.000-08:002012-01-29T06:53:06.872-08:00We watched the HBO Sports special on Joe Namath last night. I was struck by what a nice guy Joe Namath seems to be. Didn't swear much, if at all, had lots of nice things to say about former teammates and the game in general, and seemed genuinely sad at his divorce even all those years ago. <br /><br />Of course, that could've been just good editing.<br /><br />It was also amazing what punishment one human could take and still keep upright. I remember back in the '60's seeing those knees in Sports Illustrated (when my dad subscribed to it). Even though I was fairly young (7 or 8 or 9, can't remember;^), I couldn't see how he could walk on those disaster areas. And now he's had both of them replaced. <br /><br />I still remember thinking how cute he was (he's still pretty hot today...those EYES). My dad couldn't stand him. My mom thought he was a hippie, which was NOT something we aspired to be in those days. And sure enough, the documentary showed&nbsp;a football fan for an opposing team holding up a sign saying "Joe Namath is a Hippie." <br /><br />Another&nbsp;thing that just amazed me was what a gentlemen's game football seemed to be back then. Yes, Joe Namath took a TON of punishment, but quite a lot of the time the opposing team's defense didn't hit him when they could have after he released the ball, and sometimes even helped him up after a sack. <br /><br />You just don't see that any more. Football has turned into a business, a messy one. Most of the players now seem to be in it for themselves, rather than the team. Witness the Dallas Cowboys and their fugly stadium (I can say this because I'm from Arlington). Fans and good sportsmanship and setting an example&nbsp;don't seem to figure into the equation any more. I know, I know, it wasn't all sunshine and lollipops then, but I sure don't remember people being hauled in for rape (Roethlisberger or however you spell it, this is you), or busted for running a dogfighting ring (Vick, this is you). And really, would those guys, back then, even be allowed back into the game, much less allowed to START?<br /><br />Kinda makes you wish for the good old days.<br /><br />Except for the clothes and bad hair, of course.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7548563499373766547-3631180487161414645?l=barkingatwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bubbasmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13633128491532897125noreply@blogger.com2