The NFL community lost one of its brightest stars as Deacon (David) Jones passed away yesterday at the age of 74. He revolutionized the defensive end position in the NFL by bringing blazing speed (and the head-slap) to the position, and wreaked havoc on quarterbacks throughout his time in the NFL. He of course coined the term ‘sack’ and turned it into the measure of a great pass rusher. He, by all accounts, retired as the sack leader in the NFL with a total of 194½ sacks (Pro Football Weekly). Since passed by Bruce Smith and Reggie White.
I did see him and the Fearsome Foursome play back in the day, and the guy was relentless. Defensive players at the time weren’t nearly as fast as Deacon, and no one covered the field from sideline to sideline like he did. The Niners were dogmeat in the 60s during most of Deacon’s tenure in LA, and even when the Niners made their playoff push from 69-71, they still had trouble with the Rams and their defense. I hated Roman Gabriel and the Rams with a passion, but you couldn’t help but admire the intense ferocity and determination Deacon Jones brought to the NFL every game and every play. R.I.P. Deacon Jones.
Deacon about to put a head slap on Bob St. Clair
Forty Niners Forever 
Bored Shitless until my back heals, Chuck.
I’ve been watching vids of #16.
Fuckin’ unbelievable. How come nobody drafted this guy until the 3rd?
They’re running the 145th Belmont Stakes today. Who do you like? Who gives a shit. More importantly, who do I like? ORB. I’m sticking with my Derby and Preakness pick to bounce back off that oinker in Baltimore. Truth be told, that is my biggest detriment as a handicapper and gambler of the thoroughbreds. I get too attached and emotionally involved with a certain horse and horse and I stick with with him or her through thick and then regardless if my head tells me if they’re a good bet or not. Hey! It’s only money.
1)ORB
2)FREEDOM CHILD
3)REVOLUTIONARY
And I’d be remiss if I didn’t post Secretariat’s win in the ’73 Belmont to complete his Triple Crown. Without doubt, the greatest single day performance in sports history by any athlete. Man or animal.
Del, I’d argue for this day.
How grumpy!
Dennis, after the mare stepped on his leg (the first time Secretariat had ever raced competively with a mare), they put him to sleep and did an autopsy.
His heart was 3x bigger than any other racehorse. That allowed him to take in 3x more oxygen than any other horse.
A little special feed perhaps? We’ll never know now.
I’m going back to Montana vids and the glory days. Screw horse racing.
Joe and Dwight used to hang out at this sports bar in Los Gatos not far from where I lived.
Until he met Jennifer in that shaving cream commercial and they’ve been married ever since.
For the first time in his life, Joe got his ass kicked. I think he’s been a much happier man since.
And Jerruh – we have Kappy and now Nate Montana and you don’t. Have yourself a pretzel.
Dennis, if it makes you feel better, I’ll tell you a story.
My friends out here owned three horses, not racehorses, just fun horses.
I used to feed them all the time, but grain ain’t cheap. They love carrots, cabbage, anything they can sink their teeth into.
Forty gallon troughs are fun to fill when the horses are staring at you waiting.
Horses are four hooves you pour money into.
Fun as hell, though, but I’m disabled and I just can’t do it anymore.
I’m not sure what they did with the third.
They had to put the gelding down recently because he busted his leg.
Now they just have the mare, but I’m sure they’ll find a mate for her.
Funniest day, Dennis, is when I had to go to the new next door neighbors and knock on their door.
“Excuse me, I know I’m bothering you, but our horse is in your backyard.”
Feisty young Chiquita.
That was the mare my friends still have, but I think she’s settled down now.
Love horses, just can’t afford them.
T E B OW
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new thread is up . . .