Skip to comments.Former Green Bay Packers receiver Max McGee dies in fall from roof
Posted on 10/21/2007 7:16:17 AM PDT by ConservativeStatement
MINNEAPOLIS - Max McGee, the unexpected hero of the first Super Bowl and a long-time challenge for Hall of Fame coach Vince Lombardi, died Saturday after falling from the roof of his home, police confirmed. He was 75.
Police were called to the former Green Bay receiver's Deephaven home around 5:20 p.m., Sgt. Chris Whiteside said. Efforts to resuscitate McGee were unsuccessful.
McGee was blowing leaves off the roof when he fell, according to news reports. A phone message left at a number listed for an M. McGee wasn't immediately returned.
"I just lost my best friend," former teammate Paul Hornung told the St. Paul Pioneer Press. "(His wife) Denise was away from the house. She'd warned him not to get up there. He shouldn't have been up there. He knew better than that."
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Packers veteran falls off roof in Vikings country? I suspect foul play.
Seriously, 75 is probably too old to be leafblowing up on the roof.
Better left to the wind.
Leaf-blowing can be a very pernicious temptation. Especially to the aged.
Gotta love it...RIP Max.
We had to make my wife’s father stop working on roofs when he went to Habitat for Humanity jobs. He was going to fall eventually.
First Sam, now Max...
Ditto at 63.
Generally quieter, too.
“She’d warned him not to get up there. He shouldn’t have been up there. He knew better than that.”
Man, if she hammered his ass when he was alive like she is doing when he is dead, I don’t blame him for being upon the roof. Nagging at a dead man takes the cake.
If anyone in Houston is considering gutter caps freep mail me and I will tell you who you should NOT deal with.
He did color analysis for Green Bay Packer's radio affiliate, WTMJ, Milwaukee:
Interesting, as today since it is a bye week for the Packers, WTMJ is replaying the 1992 Packer game against the Cincinnati Bengals. This was the game that Brett Favre made his first appearance after Don Majkowski went down with an injury. Brett brought the Packers back from a 14 point deficit to win the game.
Max did the color analysis for that game as well.
My favorite story when Max was an announcer for the Packers came a number of years ago when one of the Dallas receivers had a finger tip shaved off because of an injury. As Max heard about this he quipped, "Thank God it wasn't a groin pull."
A few weeks ago, I heard a woman on the radio say death as sexist. Not a lie. Her reasoning? Husbands often die before their wives and that unfairly places a burden on the women. That is not an exaggeration in the slightest.
I wonder what Vince Lombardi said to him when he “entered through the gate”?
When something like that needs to be done on my house, I hire it done. The price of the service is cheap life insurance.
i bet the second word out of his mouth started with an f. RIP
With that big, gapped tooth smile on his face.
The only way I’d take Paul Hornung’s description of anything as legit is if I was standing next to him when said event took place and witnessed it myself. Rather silly of you to characterize McGee’s wife as a nag based on what Hornung says.
You’re an idiot. She told him he was an idiot. He proved it.
Absolutely of interest. Thank you. I HATE going onto a roof. I will not allow it in our family. If it is work to be done on the roof we call professionals. How very sad.
"Not so fast! Not so fast!" :)
Take it from one who fell himself...don’t consider it!
I fell 4 years ago. I am more or less fully recovered but every doctor and nurse I dealt with in the hospital kept clucking their tongues and telling me I was lucky. After a while I began to believe them.
I don’t interpert that quote as being from Hornung. The first quote in the paragraph is his but I take her quote to be one the author is attributing to McGee’s wife.
I’ve seen a lot of old roofers, tree trimmers and carpenters who were McGee’s age working aloft and I didn’t find them to be idiots.
It’s not a matter of age that is important. It is, however, a matter of ability and experience.
Condolences to Max McGee’s family and friends.
That’ll cost you a thousand bucks McGee
It's part of the process. And who knows, it may be the first time she didn't have to take any lip from him! She may actually win this argument!
However, as the year passed by I guess I matured (And, not to mention, the Cowboys got to 8 Super Bowls and won five of them) to have a look at the big picture.
Nowadays I think back of Lombardi’s Packers as a really class act any NFL team should try to emulate. Though few do.
So Saint Peter should have a chuckle on his lips when old Max gets to the Pearly Gates. The joke and fun quota in Heaven will quickly triple in number.
Max, of course... will say something along the lines, “Hey, it was only a couple of martinis! And will you take a check for that thousand?”
Another Mcgee Classic:
During the ‘67 training camp, representatives from the NFL officiating department were making the rounds to all the training camps to brief players and coaches on some new rule changes for the upcoming season.
As part of the excercise, the coaches/players were given a 20 question quiz once the briefing was completed.
Lombardi was giving his players a heads-up about what the officials were going to do and said “you need to pay attention when they brief you on these rule changes because they are giving to give you a 20 question test afterwards. It isn’t an easy test........i missed two of the questions myself.”
McGee (shouting from the back): Don’t worry Coach! They’ll change those two rules!!
For far too long. It’s the constant drone of petty crap that tears a guy down. 30 yrs.+.
I think I’m pretty steady on a roof — but have taken to tying a rope to myself and the other end to the chimney just in case. (lots of branches and leaves to clean.)
Of course, with my luck, the chimney would break off if I ever fell.
The advantage we had was that our sports heroes took their jobs in regard to their youthful fans seriously. Unlike todays scumbags playing "bad boys".
RIP, Mr. McGee! Thanks for the memories and the inspiration!
Condolences to the McGee family , friends and fans.
I’ll be 77 on the 26th of this month and I get on the roof all of time.
I believe those quotes were attributed to Paul Hornung, not his wife.
Good on ya; I’m 60, tweaked my back almost three weeks ago, and still can barely get flexible enuff to put my socks on in the morning.
I have traumatic arthritis of the spine, cervical disc disease, calcium deposits in my right shoulder, no meniscus in my knees, other than that, I’m 100%.
The good thing about all of that is, I have them they don’t have me. >:-}
And, putting my socks on in the morning ain’t all that much fun, either. :):):)
Back in the late 60’s, early 70’s I got to know Ray Nitschke (LB). I lived near Lake Geneva, WI and would stop in a watering hole there on Fridays. Ray could usually be found at the bar right next to the entrance (he had business in the area).
Being a Packer fan I got to know him rather well. He was always ready to talk to fans (or, in fact, anyone). A great and all-round guy with a story to tell.
I also met Bart Starr once. He spoke at a Jaycee convention I attended. Another open and warm individual. When you look at the lineups from back then, Bart Starr, Zeke Bratkowski, Elijah Pitts, Paul Hornung, Jim Taylor, Boyd Dowler, Junior Coffey, Max McGee, Willie Wood, Herb Adderley, Willie Davis, Bob Jeter, Lionel Aldridge, Marv Fleming, this was a great time in the life of any team.
I’m still a Packer fan (although I live in my home state of Illinois now). It’s one of those allegiances that once formed, never dies. The same is true of Bear fans. In fact, if I hadn’t grown up in Wisconsin, I’d be a bear fan (as my son is). But, some things will never change.
I also got to know Gene Gossage (who played DE, DT for Philadelphia...oh, he was also recruited for Northwestern by Ara Parseghian). Gene lived in our town and I got to know him very closely :). There’s a story behind that. We had a men’s volley ball league that met at our local grade school on Wednesdays. I’d known Gene for awhile and one night we found ourselves on opposite teams, and I became lined up against him across the net. We both went for the ball and he knocked me into the cement block wall. He was all over me trying to help me up (”Jim, ya all right? Jim, ya okay?”). Heck, I was fine, but you’d think he’d just killed a guy. I’ll never forget that.
The good guys had lives after football. And if you had the opportunity to meet them it was a very worthwhile experience. My hat is off to Max and all who passed before him. May they rest in peace, and I’m sure Heaven is even more fun with them.
*snicker* I’m gonna tell Rose!! ;o)
I was stunned to hear about this last night during the pregame for last night’s game (great game btw).
Max should have been shot by a jealous husband, not died by falling off of his roof.