Count me among them. I’ve loved pro football all my life, and I’ve got wonderful memories of watching men like Johnny Unitas, Bob Lily, Paul Horning and YA Tittle. I remember the games on the Gillette Cavalcade of Sports, where all the commercials were for shaving products, beer and cigars, and the halftime shows were some local school marching band. Then came the money, and now comes the stench of leftist politics. To hell with it all. I’ll find something else to do and be glad I won’t be around for the NFL’s first ‘gay day.’ I’m incredibly bitter about this, but I’m definitely done with it.
Those were the days