My wife sat in
the chair in the living room and said, "You're making a mistake," and I
thought to myself, when was she ever wrong, and went ahead anyway. We had moved
to North Paterson, N.J. a week before, and I was reading the sports page of the
local paper, The North Paterson Evening News, when I came across this innocuous
personal down in one corner. All it said was:
Nothing more. I
read it to Anne and she said, "You're making a mistake even reading
"I played in
an industrial league in Florida," I said.
ago and then you almost got killed."
But it was Sunday
and I had just watched Unitas throwing from the pocket, stepping up and hanging
a long beauty to flying Lenny Moore who went in for six, so I picked up the
phone and dialed KL 5-2368. It rang and rang and nobody answered, and I figured
they were all out running patterns when somebody picked up the phone, but he
didn't say anything, just picked up the phone. So I said, "Hello, anybody
something groaned. I said, "You looking for football players?"
The guy on the
other end said, "Harrison Street Athletic Club."
I was getting
closer, so I tried again. "You looking for football players?"
He said, "You
the guy who just called?"
I said, "I'm the guy who's still calling."