My father worked with a guy who at one time played guard for the Cleveland. His name was Don Goss. He was traded to the Giants, but he had a blown out knee. Evidently the system was different because the Giants had to take him.
His brother played pro baseball and somehow got into being an NFL referee.
Cool side note, the ref brought me a football that Namath threw to Don Maynard in a game. Naturally that became the official football of the sandlot games for several years. Have no clue where it ended up.
My father took me to a Dallas Texans game. I was pretty stoked about going to my first sporting event.
So once the Cowboys became a franchise my father started taking me to games.
I attended the first game against the Steelers.
Back then kids could sit in the end zones for 1 dollar.
You've been weighed
You've been measured
And you've been found to be a casual fan