"I'll remember that."
Once the game began, Bartkowski rifled the football to his receivers with the precision of vintage Unitas. On the Stars' second play, Bartkowski connected with Burton, the Olympic sprinter, for 48 yards, then two plays later he zipped a bullet to the towering McInally over the middle. The Ivy Leaguer, who had boned up for the game by reading Carmen in the dressing room, motored for the end zone and was tripped up as he crossed the goal line. Unfortunately for McInally, he landed hard on his left leg and fractured the fibula, an injury that will delay his debut with the Cincinnati Bengals for at least six weeks.
Mean Joe Greene and Meaner-than-Joe Jack Lambert never touched Bartkowski during the first quarter, and they only grazed him during the second. Instead, they obliterated every running back who moved their way. Soon it became apparent that even though the Stars had taken a 14-7 halftime lead on Virgil Livers' 88-yard punt return, they were in desperate trouble because they had not established any semblance of a ball-control ground game, getting zero—zilch—yards on the ground in the first half. In the second half the Stars managed one first down and accumulated 19 yards on the ground. Soon Mean Joe and Meaner-than-Joe began to get to Bartkowski. "That Lambert is the greatest football player I've ever had the pleasure of playing against," Bartkowski said later. "If it was a pleasure."