On Sunday November 24, 1963, my Uncle Michael took me to my first NFL game. It was Giants versus Cardinals at Yankee Stadium the Bronx, New York.
As a starry-eyed 8 year old, upon walking out of the gate toward the field, it was one of the most awesome sights I had ever seen. My entire body was goose-bumped up like The Duke (NFL football) my dad gave me to throw around with my friends in the back yard.
And then it happened —- I became immediately enamored of this acrobatic free safety:
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