Jim Grabowski, who even as a sophomore was a Rose Bowl star, is not the spectacular runner that Anderson is. Where Anderson combines quickness and change of pace, moves and power, Grabbo's main attributes are hard hitting and durability. He frequently carried the ball 30 and 40 times in a single game against Big Ten lines and gained 2,878 yards in three years of doing it. Polite, talkative and mature, he is a far different personality.
"I could have got more money from Miami," Jim says. "Just as Donny probably could have got more from Houston. But the Packers are sort of the Yankees, or what the Yankees were. I think we both feel we want to make it with the best. It's not the most exciting town in the world, but you can be a winner in Green Bay right away. We've got a lot to learn. Heck, I think if we averaged 10 minutes a game we'd be happy. I was flattered when the Packers drafted me. After all, when the impression is given you're being groomed to replace one of the finest fullbacks in the game it does a lot for your confidence.
"I don't think I'll get discouraged," Jim tells you. " Coach Lombardi has already told us to relax—we're going to make the team. If it worked out that I split time with Taylor, that would be great. More than I expect, in fact. The discipline should help both Donny and me. We won't be sitting around on any blocking dummies, I don't imagine."
He went on, "We're already used to all the razzing about the money. We got that in All-Star camp. We kid about it, too. I tell Donny I'll trade checks with him. We may room together, although my girl friend—I'm getting married in November—isn't too happy about it. She's heard the rumor that Donny likes girls."
When Anderson and Grabowski arrived from Chicago last week, the people of Titletown, USA, turned out in hundreds to line the workout field and take a peek at the precious rookies. They were not there to cheer but to be shown. A few small voices said, "Good luck," as Anderson, in an absurd helmet several sizes too small minus chin strap and face guard, and Grabowski, wearing a frazzled jersey, trotted around, took their exercises and then began fumbling hand-offs from Quarterback Bart Starr. At one point Donny said, "Jim and I don't know anything. We're way behind. In college the holes were numbered, but here they've got names—fan and fly and that stuff". It makes me feel stupid. My foot bothers me, too. I can't do the things I want to do on it."
"Don't worry about your foot," said Grabowski, referring to the ankle injury Anderson received in the All-Star game. "When Coach Lombardi yells, 'No gimps on the field,' it'll get better."
Later Grabowski said, "Boy, I never had to run my plays 40 yards downfield in a skeleton drill before. I feel like I'm starting all over."
Gradually, by the end of the week, everyone became more relaxed. Anderson and Grabowski had been through the agonizing procedure of singing in front of the team in the dining room. They had slowly begun to know the Packers individually and had found them prideful, practical men. Pros, in other words.
Jim Taylor had even stopped some plays in the workouts to show the rookies where to hit the holes. Hornung had given tips about hand-offs. In all, the rookies had mastered only four running plays. It would be a long process. But Lombardi had said, "I feel twice blessed. We didn't figure we'd get both of them. They'll be O.K. They'll help us. As for our older players, they know the facts of life. They know everybody's job depends on what a man does today."
When last seen, Anderson was indeed rooming with Grabbo and saying, "Jim's gal don't like me. She thinks I'm a bad influence, but that's not true. It's just that Jim wants one woman, and I want one woman in every town."