Last week’s column on Bob St. Clair and the undefeated 1951 University of San Francisco football team — “The Best Team You Never Heard Of” according to the ESPN documentary showing this month — generated a lot of email and phone calls from readers who remembered St. Clair or that Dons team. Or had a father who did.
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A couple of years ago I went to the West Coast Conference Hall of Fame breakfast hoping to talk to Bo Kimble about shooting free throws left-handed and playing UNLV in the NCAA Tournament. I wound up talking mostly with NFL Hall-of-Famer Bob St. Clair.
Amid the debate over whether the NFL is ready for an openly gay player, such as Michael Sam, remember that the great Vince Lombardi was, and Lombardi seemed like an old-fashioned guy if there ever was one.
You know how radio DJs always are doing something crazy to attract attention? Well, the hosts of the Morning Show at KOMP 92.3-FM did something a little more philanthropic before the Super Bowl to call attention to themselves. They made four proposition bets on the big game for homeless Las Vegans. Two of the bets paid off.
It is 90 minutes before kickoff of one of the worst Super Bowl games ever played. Three XLVIII-sized boxes are sitting with their lids open on a stainless steel countertop next to the hulking pizza oven at Rosati’s Authentic Chicago Pizza.
It was a little more than 35 years ago when Miss November — Miss Linda November, a Jewish kid from Brooklyn with a lilting soprano singing voice — walked into a drab sixth-floor office at the famous Mayfair Studios at 47th Street and 7th Avenue on a sweaty day in Manhattan.