SWC75
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Born in 1953. The only sports I was aware of in the 1950's were in my back yard. I have no living memory of the 1959 national championship- or of Carmen Basilio's career or of the Nats. :bang: That's still the greatest sports era in this burg. Maybe that's why I'm fascinated by the past and like to "live" it by reading about it, especially as it was reported at the time.
In 1961, just before the NFL season began, my Dad brought home from a bank a booklet previewing the NFL season. I recall it had a picture from each's team's glorious past, a 1-2 page write up, a roster and a schedule for each. Something clicked. I was fascinated by it. Dad and I started to sit down Sunday afternoons and watch the NFL game of the week. he told me that the greatest player was Jimmy Brown and that he had played here for Syracuse. (He'd taken my older brother to the 1956 Colgate game where Jim scored 43 points). I became a Jim Brown and Cleveland Browns fan. I hated the Giants because they always seem to beat Jim and the Browns. Geography never met much to me in pro sports. If they weren't "Syracuse", they weren't "us".
The Browns were eliminated from the race on December 10, 1961 when they lost 14-17 at Chicago, after taking a 14-0 lead into the fourth quarter. It looked like Bobby Mitchell might run for the winning touchdown on the last play but he was forced out of bounds on the 9 yard line. I cried myself to sleep that night. I think I actually might have throught there would never be another football season and that the Browns would never get another chance to win a championship. They had been ELIMINATED!
Incredibly, U-Tube has the Cleveland Browns highlights for the 1961 season. I actually remember most of the games. Here is the final segment:
Dad said that Syracuse had another Jimmy Brown on the way and that this new guy, Ernie Davis, would be playing in the Browns backfield next to Jim next year. The first SU game I ever watched was the 1961 Liberty Bowl, where Ernie led a second half comeback to beat Miami, 15-14. That was on December 16, 1961. I felt a lot better. A year later I excitedly talked about the coming season when Jim and Ernie would be playing together for the Browns. Nobody had the heart to tell me they wouldn't, or why.
That was my first of 51 seasons following pro and college football. I followed the Browns as long as they were winning and later did the same with the Broncos due to Floyd Little and the Dolphins due to Larry Csonka. When they all faded, I found myself following the Eagles due to Donovan McNabb and the Colts due to all the 'cuse players there. Why didn't I follow the Patriots when they had Jim Nance or the Redskins with Art Monk or the Giants when they had Joe Morris or now with Tom Coughlin? I have no explanation other than to say that while the ingrediants were there, the oven didn't turn on. I don't know why.
I became a baseball fan when I entered little league in 1964. My team was called the Pirates and we won the championship when the American League champions, the Tigers didn't show up for the title game. Nobody had told them they'd won the pennant. That's the difference between the big leagues and little league: in the big leagues, they tell you if you've won the pennant. I was a Pirates fan for years after that, through the "We are Family" days. Then, when they collapsed and got involved in drug scandals, I lost interest, not just in the Pirates but in baseball. I regained it in the mid-eighties when I graviated to the Mets as I liekd their broadcast crew, my best friend at work was a big Mets fan and I liked the idea of rooting for a perennial underdog who ahd the chance to become an overdog. I've stuck with them through thick and thin since, reinforced by getting all their games on cable, which I never did with the Pirates.
I became a basketball fan in 1966 when I began reading about this SU basketball team with Dave Bing which was threatening to be the first team to average 100 points a game. I recall when they went to play in the "Bruin Classic" in LA and hoped to get a shot at the two time defending national champion UCLA Bruins, who used the zone press jsut like SU. But Vanderbilt and 6-10 Clyde Lee got in the way. SU also came up just short of 100ppg and to Duke in the Eastern regionals. What really clinched things was the following year when SU was supposed to be rebuilding and won 19 of their first 21 games. I got my Dad to take me to the St. John's game that year, (they were 18-3 and it was basically a battle to see who the best team in the east was). We led for 39 minutes until Sonny Dove jammed through a couple of dunks that made the birds fly all over the Manley rafters.
I again cried myself to sleep. You know you've become a fan when you do that.
In 1961, just before the NFL season began, my Dad brought home from a bank a booklet previewing the NFL season. I recall it had a picture from each's team's glorious past, a 1-2 page write up, a roster and a schedule for each. Something clicked. I was fascinated by it. Dad and I started to sit down Sunday afternoons and watch the NFL game of the week. he told me that the greatest player was Jimmy Brown and that he had played here for Syracuse. (He'd taken my older brother to the 1956 Colgate game where Jim scored 43 points). I became a Jim Brown and Cleveland Browns fan. I hated the Giants because they always seem to beat Jim and the Browns. Geography never met much to me in pro sports. If they weren't "Syracuse", they weren't "us".
The Browns were eliminated from the race on December 10, 1961 when they lost 14-17 at Chicago, after taking a 14-0 lead into the fourth quarter. It looked like Bobby Mitchell might run for the winning touchdown on the last play but he was forced out of bounds on the 9 yard line. I cried myself to sleep that night. I think I actually might have throught there would never be another football season and that the Browns would never get another chance to win a championship. They had been ELIMINATED!
Incredibly, U-Tube has the Cleveland Browns highlights for the 1961 season. I actually remember most of the games. Here is the final segment:
Dad said that Syracuse had another Jimmy Brown on the way and that this new guy, Ernie Davis, would be playing in the Browns backfield next to Jim next year. The first SU game I ever watched was the 1961 Liberty Bowl, where Ernie led a second half comeback to beat Miami, 15-14. That was on December 16, 1961. I felt a lot better. A year later I excitedly talked about the coming season when Jim and Ernie would be playing together for the Browns. Nobody had the heart to tell me they wouldn't, or why.
That was my first of 51 seasons following pro and college football. I followed the Browns as long as they were winning and later did the same with the Broncos due to Floyd Little and the Dolphins due to Larry Csonka. When they all faded, I found myself following the Eagles due to Donovan McNabb and the Colts due to all the 'cuse players there. Why didn't I follow the Patriots when they had Jim Nance or the Redskins with Art Monk or the Giants when they had Joe Morris or now with Tom Coughlin? I have no explanation other than to say that while the ingrediants were there, the oven didn't turn on. I don't know why.
I became a baseball fan when I entered little league in 1964. My team was called the Pirates and we won the championship when the American League champions, the Tigers didn't show up for the title game. Nobody had told them they'd won the pennant. That's the difference between the big leagues and little league: in the big leagues, they tell you if you've won the pennant. I was a Pirates fan for years after that, through the "We are Family" days. Then, when they collapsed and got involved in drug scandals, I lost interest, not just in the Pirates but in baseball. I regained it in the mid-eighties when I graviated to the Mets as I liekd their broadcast crew, my best friend at work was a big Mets fan and I liked the idea of rooting for a perennial underdog who ahd the chance to become an overdog. I've stuck with them through thick and thin since, reinforced by getting all their games on cable, which I never did with the Pirates.
I became a basketball fan in 1966 when I began reading about this SU basketball team with Dave Bing which was threatening to be the first team to average 100 points a game. I recall when they went to play in the "Bruin Classic" in LA and hoped to get a shot at the two time defending national champion UCLA Bruins, who used the zone press jsut like SU. But Vanderbilt and 6-10 Clyde Lee got in the way. SU also came up just short of 100ppg and to Duke in the Eastern regionals. What really clinched things was the following year when SU was supposed to be rebuilding and won 19 of their first 21 games. I got my Dad to take me to the St. John's game that year, (they were 18-3 and it was basically a battle to see who the best team in the east was). We led for 39 minutes until Sonny Dove jammed through a couple of dunks that made the birds fly all over the Manley rafters.
I again cried myself to sleep. You know you've become a fan when you do that.