RIP Y A Tittle
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He was a player I remember from my grade school days when I was collecting football cards. I always thought his first name "Yelberton" was cool. Rest in Peace.
Me too, and the guy was a warrior, which I admired. RIP Y.A.
...a quartet who greeted him on arrival...
...Bobby Layne, Sid Luckman, Sammy Baugh and Johnnie Unitas...
...I saw them all play live in the NFL and saw Unitas from the time he played in high school and sandlot...
... they were all warriors...
...Bobby Layne, Sid Luckman, Sammy Baugh and Johnnie Unitas...
...I saw them all play live in the NFL and saw Unitas from the time he played in high school and sandlot...
... they were all warriors...
YA was one of the great ones. He was a thorn in my side because his Giants often beat the Eagles. They definitely don't make them like him anymore.
I've gone to maybe three Steelers games in my life (more of a Pirates fan). This was the first. My dad and uncle took me. I believe this was in Life Magazine the following week.One of the most iconic NFL photos of all-time. Tittle c. 1963.
My God, yes, football cards! As a kid, I can remember to this day getting Tittle’s card in a pack. The stats on the back said he had thrown for 33 touchdown passes or something the year before – sometime in the early 60’s.
That was back when it meant something to throw for 30 TD passes. Not like today when the pro game has become like pinball, and the passing records mean nothing – like MLB’s homerun numbers in the steroid days.
OK, the athletes are superior today. Bigger, stronger, faster. And theoretically the game is better. Except it isn’t. Tittle. Starr. Lombardi. And all the others. They made the NFL the magical thing it became.
Superior athletes or not, it's far from magical these days. Heck, I haven't watched a single game this year and don't miss it at all.
Rest in peace, Y.A.
Like so many who grew up in those days, I had hundreds and hundreds of football and baseball cards and now have only a handful. I wish I had hung on to them. Not because they would be worth a lot (I played with them daily so they would be well worn), but just to take a trip back in time and soak in the memories of my youth.
Yeah, I don’t have so much as a card left in my possession. To this day I’ll never forget the first Yankee I got in a pack: a backup infielder named Phil Linz. Thought I’d hit the jackpot!
Memories of youth for sure. A verse from that haunting old Streisand tune comes to mind: Can it be that it was all so simple then, or has time rewritten every line? I’m thinking probably most of the lines anyway. ;-)
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, A time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories; They're all that's left you--Paul Simon, Bookends
You young bucks should notice the double goal posts on the goal line. At least they had started padding them by then.One of the most iconic NFL photos of all-time. Tittle c. 1963.
