White Guys Can't Run
Peter King
September 07, 1992
The Taunts start early for Phoenix Cardinal wide receiver Ricky Proehl on most fall Sundays. "Hey, slow white boy!" opposing cornerbacks scream at him. "You ain't going anywhere today. You ain't catching nothing!"
Proehl sums up the situation best: "Now I can understand how a black guy feels when he walks into a bar and everyone stares at him because he's the only black guy in the place."
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