The last five years of Bryant's reign at Alabama was the only time in my life I ever thought I'd seen a situation in which an amateur version of a sport had outgrown the pro version. He'd developed a passing game keyed to the action of the wishbone and nobody ever figured it out. Nobody could defense both parts of it. Trying to line up with nine or ten guys on the line like the Flori-duh teams did against the Okies just put three gifted receivers out against man coverage and was an almost automatic seven points, and fewer than that couldn't contain the wishbone.
If they'd had a college all-star game in those days and the old bear had been allowed to coach it, the NFL could have been seriously embarrassed.
