"They had it
in for you," his wife said. "Don't ask me why."
Bundra went on:
"Maybe on the runs I play the man opposite different from what they want.
My habit is to play him soft, not kill him, just to pop him and get rid of him
and then go on the pursuit. That's the way Alex Karras does it. Sometimes he
hardly touches his man to get around him. That's my style, too. That's what I
learned. But maybe Allie and Pop Ivy, the defense coach, they want me to do
different, to kill the guy in front. Well, I'll do that—I'll do what they want.
But they got to come to me and say something. I mean, how can I do what they
want if they don't tell me?"
change for nobody," his wife said. "You do what you learned
Bundra got up and
turned on the television set. A few days before, he and his wife had watched
the Giant-Cardinal game. He had rooted for the Giants to win. His wife joshed
him half humorously for doing so. She cheered heartily for the Cardinals.
"What's wrong with you, anyway?" she had asked.
"It's a good
team," her husband had said. "I can't knock them. I love pro ball. I
can't knock anything about it. It's been good to me."