Remember it well. It was a cloudy, gray, dark Sunday. Finished church, finished lunch and watched the game. My father was rooting for the Giants. Why? I will never know. But I was quite young (yes, once upon a time I really was young). It was some game. Johnny Unitas, one of the finest to ever touch a football.
Whether it was the greatest, that is for you to decide. Me, though, I did not get to see it, beleive it or not, this game was so important in the State of Louisiana, our 5th grade teacher even read us poems written about it. About ”The Run.” Halloween Night, could you expect anything less
The Greatest Game
The Run
Whether it was the greatest, that is for you to decide. Me, though, I did not get to see it, beleive it or not, this game was so important in the State of Louisiana, our 5th grade teacher even read us poems written about it. About ”The Run.” Halloween Night, could you expect anything less
The Greatest Game
The Run
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