You on this brah? Mongo need prayer!
/johnny
Brings back memories of the Lindell A.C. http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/09/sports/missing-the-lindell-ac-in-detroit-where-athletes-mixed-with-fans.html?pagewanted=all&_r=0
Article excerpt:
In 1963, Pete Rozelle, the commissioner of the N.F.L., suspended Paul Hornung, the golden boy of the Green Bay Packers, and Lions defensive lineman Alex Karras for gambling on games in the Lindell A.C. Rozelle also ordered Karras to divest himself of his one-third interest in the saloon. Hornung was contrite; Karras was outraged. The scandal was excellent for the Butsicarisess business.
To work out his anger, Karras took up professional wrestling during his suspension. One night, he and a future opponent, Dick the Bruiser, went at each other inside the Lindell A.C., an epic brawl that left the place and Karras in tatters.
Six years later, Martin, then manager of the Minnesota Twins, got into a dispute inside the Lindell A.C. with one of his own pitchers, burly Dave Boswell, a 20-game winner that year. Though Martin was giving away several inches and many more pounds, they took their differences into the alley behind the bar. When it was over, Boswells face required 20 stitches while Martins needed just seven. Apparently impressed by Martins way of handling his pitching staff, the Tigers hired him two years later, and he led the team to the division title in 1972.
But perhaps the thing that truly set the Lindell A.C. apart and the thing that reveals just how different its world was from the world we live in today was the way professional athletes and other celebrities, from Mickey Mantle to Milton Berle to Andre the Giant, mingled with ordinary fans.
For Blazing Saddles you bet. Not for Webster.
I just wonder why they can’t do any sort of dialysis on him if they know his kidneys are failing.
He also played the Sheriff in “Porkies.”
I remember him in the TV series Centennial, he was very good in that.
Webster’s dad got prayers from me...
Prayers up.
If I recall correctly, Alex, on MOnday Night Football defined Oakland Raider’s tough guy, Otis Sistrunk as being from the University of Mars (as Otis was full shaved head and steam was pouring off his dome when he took his helmet off)
In 4 years they were playing for the NAIA championship.
Good bloodline.
Mongo! Santa Maria!