I remember going to a Saints game, geez, a long time ago and on the way out of the clobbering, at the hands of the 49ers, I saw Stram stalking out (I assume he was there in a commentary capacity) -- still with the rolled-up paper -- and a stern look on his face. For some reason he liked the Saints organization and was just as frustrated as all the fans at the way Joe Montana handed Bum Phillips that particular humiliating defeat.
Used to feed those guys on the weekends they played at home in a hotel out in Overland Park, Kansas that is no longer there.....BOY! Could those guys eat! Ol' Hank was always a gentleman round there back then.......