I appreciate the revisionism. And the excuses as to why old Tom was pushed to failure on the field.
At the end of the marathon, Tom, old but bull headed and wheezing, looked around and saw 7-8 in 1987 and 3-13 in 1988.
Bright had had enough. Business losses and a clown team.
Thank goodness Jerry and Jimmy, after rebuilding, brought us back some semblance of respectability and then pride, old fellow.
Had old man Tom, steeped in 1950s football, held on, the fans would have stormed the field and handcuffed him and turned him over to the old folks home. The other 20 fans, mostly old farts, would build a statue to Tom, 2 super bowls in 28 years, but mostly heartache.
Too busy to meet like a man with Jerry to determine his coaching future. BS!
Too busy to watch the 1992 Super Bowl. Liar!
Senile, irrelevant and unwanted.
Blimey, what good riddance!
I will fight you on the West Mesa. No weapons. Only fists and me fists of stucco.