Roger never let on that his future business plans had any influence in his decision. Only that he didn’t want to threaten his health moving forward.
Staubach believes he could have played another couple of years at a high level, but he walked away. He worried little about his transition. The landscape was different then. The money too.
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Unlike players today Roger had a job during the off season
Besides, his second career had already started. The off-season before Staubach won the MVP award, he went to work for Henry Miller Jr., a titan in Dallas real estate. That was 1971. Staubach and his wife, Marianne, had three young children. (They would eventually have five.) He needed the extra cash.
Miller hired Staubach for his insurance division. Staubach sold life insurance to companies. Imagine that—America’s Quarterback and his sales pitch. He worked on commission at first so he could practice with teammates in the afternoons.
That season, the Cowboys won the Super Bowl. He collected that station wagon for being game MVP and a $15,000 bonus. As he and Marianne left New Orleans, she asked her husband what he planned to do next. Work, he said. By the time they arrived back in Dallas, Miller had sent over a telegram. “Congratulations on winning the Super Bowl,” it read. “And by the way, you’re promoted to vice president.”
Miller reminded Staubach of Landry, his ornery head coach. Both men were methodical in business, maniacal in preparation. Their drive prompted memories of his parents. His mother worked as a secretary at GM in the Chevrolet division. His father sold shoes and other leather goods door-to-door.
After six years under Miller, Staubach opened his own shop. He didn’t want to name the company after himself, says Ka Cotter, a longtime business associate there in the beginning. He wanted to obtain business for the right reasons. Eventually he relented. Thus the Staubach Co. was born.
The name helped, anyway, early on. Particularly in Dallas. “I saw a lot of grown men look real foolish,” Cotter says. “Just fawning over him.” But the name alone did not close deals. In fact, it shut down a few of them. “Whenever someone hung up on me in Washington, D.C., I’d blame it on the fact they’re a Commanders fan,” Staubach says. After the company opened an office in Washington, a “Staubach sucks” echoed one day down the elevator shaft.