Back in my day, I just got a telegram and $25 check from George Halas telling me to report to the Decatur Staleys training camp after alfalfa season
Unfortunately, my NFL career was cut short in the first day of training camp when I blew out my knee after stepping in a gopher hole
Halas made me give him back the $25
Halas made me give him back the $25
I was quite a gridiron specimen in those days, and was also scouted by other NFL teams like the Muncie Flyers and Rock Island Independents. At 5' 5" and 182 pounds, the newspapers called me "Man Mountain Burge"
I blew away the NFL combine with an 8.5 time in the 40 yard dash
*The NFL combine was an actual combine
*The NFL combine was an actual combine
Even though we wore leather helmets, there wasn't a problem with CTE. We mostly worried about dengue fever or typhus, or dysentery from being tackled face down in cow flop
