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05-22-2006
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Messenger to the football Gods
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Good stuff Hos.........Good stuff.
AS: Cowboys ice their own kicker in 19-13 OT loss
“That is one of the luxuries of my position as owner as well as the ultimate decision maker, general manager and president – I can do that and take the losses and come back for more,” Jones said.
God help us...............
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05-22-2006
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THE BIG DOG
Years Donated 2005, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013
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Originally Posted by Hostile
That includes the impact it has on our lives as fans. I love this game.
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Me to. Great read.
This is a team who is battling several major injuries to
key players including Pro Bowl talents like Lee, Austin, Jenkins, Murray,
Carter and Ratliff. Other key starters missing include Costa, Smith, Church and
Coleman. That is 11 key players - that's half the starting lineup. Yet we still went 8-8.
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05-22-2006
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K9NME
Years Donated 2004, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011
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Originally Posted by THUMPER
A couple of my favorite hits:
Broncos' SS Steve Atwater stuffing Chiefs RB Christian Okoye - That was one I remember hearing more than seeing when it happened. I couldn't believe that Okoye, who was around 260, driving into the line only to go backwards suddenly as if he had hit an oncoming truck. They showed the replay over and over again with the announcer saying to show it at full speed WITH the sound. Awesome hit!
Oilers RB Earl Campbell crushing Rams LB Isaiah Robertson - I hated Robertson even though I liked the Rams because he had knocked Staubach out, twice. So when I saw this game I absolutely loved what Campbell did to him. Earl was running to his left and had an open lane to the outside but for some reason when he sees Robertson standing there he cuts insides, lowers his head, and just CRUSHES his helmet into Robertson's chest, blows him over, and keeps running.
[View Full Quote]I just woke up from a nap so those are the only ones that come to mind right now...
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Isaiah is a bad man. He spoke one time during our pre-game before the Bayou Classic. In his speech he said that he wished he could line Eddie Robinson on the 50 yard line so he could knock the false teeth out of his mouth, lol. After hearing that we went wild and coincidently that game was the start of our 10 year domination of Grambling.
Although every time I see the highlight of him getting peter-rolled by Earl (who didn't?) I cringe; however that memory can’t compete with the memory of one of the best pre-game speeches I ever heard.
Great post Hos. Football imo is beautiful sanctioned violence and I wouldn't have it no other way.
“Hit them in the mouth, bloody their nose, throw them to the ground and step on their throat!”--Brooking, Pregame Huddle 2009
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05-22-2006
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Senior Member
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I got crack backed by a WR playing LB before. You keep your head on a swivell a bit more after that happens. My friend played WR and he was great at it. Just dropped his shoulder and got the helmet right in the ribs...needless to say he knocked the wind/**** out of a few opposing LB's
See Dis! I got boalls! Fahgettaboutit!
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05-22-2006
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Messenger to the football Gods
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Originally Posted by Chief
You mean, he didn't "occupy & engage" him?
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 .... CLASSIC Chief. Haven't heard that in awhile.
AS: Cowboys ice their own kicker in 19-13 OT loss
“That is one of the luxuries of my position as owner as well as the ultimate decision maker, general manager and president – I can do that and take the losses and come back for more,” Jones said.
God help us...............
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05-22-2006
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#21
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Papa
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Originally Posted by Billy Bullocks
I got crack backed by a WR playing LB before. You keep your head on a swivell a bit more after that happens. My friend played WR and he was great at it. Just dropped his shoulder and got the helmet right in the ribs...needless to say he knocked the wind/**** out of a few opposing LB's
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I played OLB in high school and had 3 ribs cracked by a TE I didn't see as I burst through the line while blitzing. He had come from the other side of the play and I was focused on the QB and never saw him coming. He hit me with his helmet right under my left arm and dropped me like a stone. Worst hit I ever took but as you say, I watched from then on.
Captain Nathan Brittles: "Only the man who commands can be blamed. It rests on me... mission failure!"
"Jerry Jones is a billionaire fan who bought his own team for the express purpose of buying his way into the game. He wants to hang out with the players, stand in front of the cameras, be the face of the team (yech), make personnel moves as if this were a video game, and more than anything else, be seen as the guy who made it all happen."
THUMPER 10/14/2009
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05-22-2006
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The Great Communicator
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There have been a lot of hard hitters and a lot of vicious hits. But the one that always gives me chills is Jack Tatum hitting Darrel Stingley. That was as brutal as it was tragic. The thing about Tatum was that he was truly vicious and just did not give a damn.
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05-23-2006
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Semi-Official Loose Cannon
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Originally Posted by THUMPER
I played OLB in high school and had 3 ribs cracked by a TE I didn't see as I burst through the line while blitzing. He had come from the other side of the play and I was focused on the QB and never saw him coming. He hit me with his helmet right under my left arm and dropped me like a stone. Worst hit I ever took but as you say, I watched from then on.
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Aw, I can top all of those "how I got hurt playing football" stories... and I never really played the game on an organized level (in my high schools, football season and golf season were both in the fall, and at 16 I was carrying a 5 handicap)...
But when I was 21, I got into a pickup football game one Sunday afternoon, behind George Marshall High School in suburban DC... well, early in the game our opponents scored, and on the "kickoff" (actually a punt), the ball came directly to your friendly local Bear... not being blessed with any speed, I figured that was intentional... so I started up the middle, then swung to the right sidelines, just as fast as my stubby little legs would carry me-- which wasn't very fast...
I actually thought I was home free, that I'd found the wall and was about to score...
Then I got clotheslined... I mean, the clothesline from Hades, I never saw the guy coming... I did get a little revenge on that sucker some later in the game, when I clobbered him a split-second after he caught a TD pass... I knew he'd caught the pass, I knew it was a score, but it was payback time, and the hit I put on him was soul-satisfying...
When I woke up the next morning, I couldn't turn my head more than 2-3 inches in any direction... I thought I had a whiplash injury, but I don't go to the doctors real easily, and after a couple-three days I was feeling much better... I reckon I'm a quick healer...
Now, fast forward some 20-25 years... your friendly local Bear is in his 40s now, and one morning I woke up with this killer headache that just wouldn't go away... I was eating aspirin like candy, to no effect... I've never had a migraine, but I'm pretty sure they couldn't hurt like this headache did... even laying down, in the dark with a cold washcloth over my eyes, my head just pounded... I was nauseous, it hurt so bad...
After about 3 days of that crap (like I said, I don't like doctors), I took myself to the emergency room... they promptly ran a head and neck series of x-rays, and the diagnosis came back as a muscle spasm in one of the big muscles that run up the back of your neck, what I always called a "neck cord"... the spasm just wouldn't relax, until they gave me some fairly potent muscle relaxers... in a day or so, I was all better...
But when the lady doctor in the ER came into my cubicle to deliver the findings, she asked me "Mr. Cottrill, when did you break your neck??"
Being an intelligent, articulate man, naturally I responded "What??"
"Oh yes, it's right here on the x-rays, a nicely healed fracture of the x vertebrae" (I can't remember which vertebrae she said it was, but it was right at the base of my skull)...
So, once upon a time, a long time ago, I broke my freakin' neck (obscure reference to the original "Longest Yard", sanitized for public consumption)... and I lived with it for more than 20 years before I knew what I'd done to myself... LOL...
I also took the second hardest hit I ever took outside of a boxing ring in that game; I went out on a little swing pass, the QB dumped the ball off to me, and my cousin-- who was playing on the other team-- stopped me DEAD... I mean, he just wasted me...
My cousin Lee was an Italian kid (on his daddy's side), and built like some of them are... he went 5-10, maybe 5-11, and weighed like 280-290... put another 2 inches and 20 pounds on him, and you've got an NFL nose tackle... his calves were about as big around as some girls' waists that I've known, LOL... but I never knew what a hit he could put on you until that day, and I'd played more than a little basketball with and against him (he set a wicked, Wes Unseld-esque pick)...
Most of y'all will probably understand when I say that was the last pickup football game I ever played... basketball was much safer for me (though I beat the living bejesus out of myself playing that sport, too)...
For that matter, I've even hurt myself playing GOLF... seriously, I separated my shoulder... had to build a whole new swing after that, which set me back a year or so but ultimately worked to my advantage (the old Bear could only hit one shot, the hook)...
In fact, looking back on my athletic youth, I can only conclude that I was never meant to be an athlete... I had both my front teeth knocked out, had both my cheekbones raised when I broke my occipital orbits (on separate occasions about a year apart), I've broken my nose, broken ribs (on 2 or 3 different occasions)...
I've also broken my right ankle a half-dozen different times, hyperextened my knees 53 times-- I've counted... I hyperextended my left one 37 times, my right one 16... as a result, I can now make my legs bend into a reverse C, it looks kinda weird... and playing basektball, there was like 3 years there where I spent most of my time with two or more fingers taped together after breaking of spraining them...
I like to tell people that I've put 3 different orthopedists into brand new Mercedes over the years, LOL... of course, now there ain't much on my body that doesn't ache on me from time to time...
But y'know, I'd do it all again... some of my most ego-gratifying moments have come in athletic competition...
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05-23-2006
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Senior Member
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Nice read...thanks for posting!
Mr. Jones and CrazyCowboy--Training Camp 2004
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05-23-2006
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Papa
Joined: | Jun 2004 |
Location: | North Carolina |
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Originally Posted by silverbear
But when the lady doctor in the ER came into my cubicle to deliver the findings, she asked me "Mr. Cottrill, when did you break your neck??"
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I had almost the same thing happen to me under very similar circumstances...
We were playing in our Annual Turkey-Bowl (a mud fest at the local elementary school where one of our guys worked, he would flood the field from Wed evening thru Friday morning and we would play on Friday afternoon) and I ended up with the ball on a kickoff.
Well being one of the biggest guys out there I wasn't usually the one to return kicks. I took off down the sidelines, avoided a couple of tackles until my best friend when I was a kid, who was about the same size as me, came flying through and caught both my feet together. I went down hard on my shoulder and heard a loud noise.
Having dislocated that shoulder 4 times (the other one once) I immediately thought I had separated it yet again so when I got up I had my friend pull on my arm to set it back in place. The pain was excruciating! I kept playing but it hurt like heck everytime I blocked or tackled someone.
I was a delivery driver at the time and it was very tough to pick up packages with that hand but I muddled through it and eventually it got better.
Several years later I had hurt my back and went to the chiropractor. He did a full exam on me and then re-checked my chart. He asked why I hadn't listed a broken collarbone among my many injuries. I told him I had never broken my collarbone but he said, yes you have and showed me the X-ray of it and you could plainly see where it had been broken. DOH!
The worst injury I ever had was a dislocated hip when I was 15. I was the fastest as well as one of the biggest players out there and loved to play the game. I was playing with a bunch of guys from our local junior college team in a pickup game. I was running with the ball after an INT and one guy caught my left leg. I tried to drag free of him when another guy came flying in and hit me with his shoulder in the groin area and I heard that horrible "POP" sound just before this loud screaming started.
I have never felt pain like that in my life as every muscle in my lower trunk area was pulled or torn. Stomach, groin, lumbar, lats, quad, you name it, anything that was attached to that hipbone was nearly ripped out as I almost lost that leg.
6 months of bed rest cost me my speed, my jumping ability, and about 40 lbs of muscle. I played high school football, as a freshman starting on the varsity team at OLB at 205 lbs but after I recovered from that hip injury I weighed only 165 lbs which isn't much when you are 6'3".
When women tell me I don't know what real pain is (referring to childbirth) I just smile at them and say, "Oh yes I do!".
I switched from playing LB and WR to the DL and OL. I still played semi-pro ball for a couple of years in the late 70s thru early 80s but I lost out on any chance for a scholarship or college ball.
I still play football whenever I can get enough guys together for a game but none of these yuppies will play tackle (bunch of wimps!) so I am stuck playing flag, which I hate, but it is better than no football at all.
Captain Nathan Brittles: "Only the man who commands can be blamed. It rests on me... mission failure!"
"Jerry Jones is a billionaire fan who bought his own team for the express purpose of buying his way into the game. He wants to hang out with the players, stand in front of the cameras, be the face of the team (yech), make personnel moves as if this were a video game, and more than anything else, be seen as the guy who made it all happen."
THUMPER 10/14/2009
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05-23-2006
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Senior Member
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Heh....since we're sharing "impact" stories....
I broke my arm playing football in high school, countless nicks, probably broke my ribs once, still not sure about that one....but the worst impact I ever had came a year and a half ago in a Thanksgiving day flag football game.
The other team had thrown a little dump off, to their quickest, shiftiest guy. I was in front of him, my teammate was coming from behind. I'm 6-4, 250 - he's about 5-11, 240 - both solid guys. Well, the little shifty guy slows down in front of me, I'm still going full tilt, and then he jukes right just as I go for his flag. So did my teammate.
We smashed our heads together. His eyebrow went straight between my eyes, and split me wide open. I blacked out, hit the ground, woke up with everyone standing over me. I reached up to feel my head, and I literally thought my skull had been cracked, because I stuck my finger right in the hole. Fortunately, it just split the skin to the bone.
Funny thing was, my wife had come with me, but had gone to take a nap in the car. So we walked over, I was pretty much fine at this point except for the gash, and I knocked on the window.
Boy was she surprised, LOL. She just opened the door and said, "What did you do now?"
Worst part of the story - I had just switched jobs, and had a 1 month lapse in health coverage. Stitches are expensive. 
victory is ours
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05-23-2006
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Loud pipes saves lives.
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I used to tackle players leading with my head (ILB in a 3-4 monster D)...Mostly facemask and not the crown which is spearing....But a few times I may have slipped because I broke a few ribs on RB's and recievers in HS ball.
I paid the penalty in practice once tackeling our FB Jimmy Zimola, who lead the conference in rushing...A Czonka type of player. Sprained it or did something to my neck which forced me to wear a neckbrace the remainder of the season (On and off the field)...
Betcha in these days they probably wouldn't even let a HS player continue the season...Oh well, no leftover issues here from it.
Did you guys ever see the skit Joe Montanna did on Saturday night live after the hit by the Giants Lenaord Marshall or was it Jim Burt...I was at that SNL show and it was hilarious...Keep on repeating he was fine after the hit, then forgetting what he said and repeating it..
Be excellent to each other....
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05-23-2006
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Mr. Buckeye
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Originally Posted by CaptainAmerica
I loved Captain Crash also, but he always looked like a little wimp in SB X when Jack Lambert tossed him down like a rag doll after Harris taunted Roy Gerela, the Steeler Kicker for the missed FG. I wanted Harris to get back up in Lambert's face, but, if you watch the old NFL Films you can see Harris was intimidated.
That play is looked at as a turning point in SB X, as the Steelers showed they were the more physical team. That's always stuck in my craw.
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Agreed.
And not only that but No other Cowboy came to Harris' defense either...Like Lambert did. 
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05-23-2006
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Papa
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Let's see, in the 40+ years I have been playing football in one form or another I have had:
1 dislocated hip, 5 torn knee ligaments, 8 broken/cracked ribs, 1 broken collarbone, 1 torn patella tendon, 4 should separations, 1 torn rotator cuff, 7 concussions (which might explain a lot), 2 cracked vertebrae, countless broken fingers & toes, a cracked sternum (my son did that the last time we played), broken nose twice, lost 3 teeth, and too many sprains and tweaks to remember.
Playing volleyball:
2 torn rotator cuff, 1 shoulder separation, dislocated ankle (4 years ago and it still isn't right), torn knee ligaments, 1 concussion, broken fingers, rolled ankles, twisted knee, and almost took my own eye out with the end of my pony-tail.
My chiropractor is amazed that I can still walk at all let alone continue to play football. I haven't been able to play volleyball in a league since I wrecked my ankle but I have played a couple of pickup games the last few years and did pretty well.
Captain Nathan Brittles: "Only the man who commands can be blamed. It rests on me... mission failure!"
"Jerry Jones is a billionaire fan who bought his own team for the express purpose of buying his way into the game. He wants to hang out with the players, stand in front of the cameras, be the face of the team (yech), make personnel moves as if this were a video game, and more than anything else, be seen as the guy who made it all happen."
THUMPER 10/14/2009
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05-23-2006
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Loud pipes saves lives.
Years Donated 2006, 2007, 2009, 2010, 2011
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Originally Posted by THUMPER
Let's see, in the 40+ years I have been playing football in one form or another I have had:
1 dislocated hip, 5 torn knee ligaments, 8 broken/cracked ribs, 1 broken collarbone, 1 torn patella tendon, 4 should separations, 1 torn rotator cuff, 7 concussions (which might explain a lot), 2 cracked vertebrae, countless broken fingers & toes, a cracked sternum (my son did that the last time we played), broken nose twice, lost 3 teeth, and too many sprains and tweaks to remember.
Playing volleyball:
2 torn rotator cuff, 1 shoulder separation, dislocated ankle (4 years ago and it still isn't right), torn knee ligaments, 1 concussion, broken fingers, rolled ankles, twisted knee, and almost took my own eye out with the end of my pony-tail.
[View Full Quote]My chiropractor is amazed that I can still walk at all let alone continue to play football. I haven't been able to play volleyball in a league since I wrecked my ankle but I have played a couple of pickup games the last few years and did pretty well.
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Wow ! I guess you've given up Rollerball too now ?
Be excellent to each other....
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