I was back to punt on third down. In those days it was common to punt on third down, but sometimes I would fake a punt and run with the ball or throw to Don Hutson. It was an option play, really. Well, this time I ran with the ball to my right and I got through a hole. I started upfield and out of the corner of my eye I could see Nagurski coming over to really nail me to the cross. He was edging me to the sideline. Bronk outweighed me by about 20 or so pounds, and what he would do instead of tackling you was run right through you.
So just before I got to the sideline I cut abruptly, right back into him. I thought, I might as well get it now as any other time. I caught him wide-open and met him head-on. The collision knocked me backward, and I sat there for a few seconds to see if I was all right. Then I looked over at Bronk. His nose was over on the side of his face. It was bleeding and broken in two places. I think. His hip was cracked, they say. Whether it was or not, I don't know. But he was out cold. They took him off the field, and that's the first time he'd ever been jolted. After that, people began to want to see Hinkle.
Some of those jolts you took out there would mess you up a little. I used to get some vertebrae shook up, you know. But if I got up on the training table to get a rubdown. Lambeau would come along and panic. He'd say, "What are you doing on the table, Hinkle?" I think he was afraid that I wasn't going to play the next Sunday. So I couldn't get on the training table for a rubdown. And on my wedding day he played me 58 minutes, although we were beating the Boston Redskins to death. I finally got him to take me out by forming a circle with my thumb and index finger and motioning like I was putting on the wedding ring.
I don't think Lambeau had a friend in the world, as far as football players were concerned. Yet all of them respected him. In 1937 we were in California after the season to make a movie for M-G-M, and some of us were given screen tests. The next season when I reported I said to Lambeau, "I never did hear anything about that screen test. Did you hear from those movie people?" And Lambeau said, "Oh, yeah. They wrote me that you passed, all right. But I told them you weren't interested. I didn't think you would be interested." He wasn't going to take any chance of losing a ballplayer.
It annoys me very much these days when I hear somebody say that we "contributed" a lot to pro football. Heaven's sake! We established the game. From 1936 on pro football was developing each year and getting more popular. From '36 on, we played regularly to capacity crowds of 25,000 at City Stadium. We played to sellouts at Wrigley Field. We played to 50,000 at Briggs Stadium in Detroit and 50,000 in New York. We made the game. But we're not included in the pension plan, and I don't think we ever will be. Today's owners couldn't care less about us. Anyway, I don't have any money, but I'm able to pay my bills. My health is good, and I sleep good at nights. So what else is there?