Re Skip Bayless, I was delighted that he got the ESPN job and quit writing for the San Jose Mercury News. He's a "shock jock" reporter, and trashes any high profile athelete he can to draw attention to himself.
>> As an Iggle's fan, one could also hope that Donovan McNabb turns out to be a Terry Bradshaw, or that gutsy kid from down in Monongahela, PA named Montana, who was always overshadowed by a loboy from Central Catholic named Marino, who never won a ring.
Marino certainly had the strong arm, quick release, and charisma. But he also had a disconcerting habit of pointing his finger at team mates when a pass went amiss, and I always wondered if that created the chemistry that kept the Fins from climbing to the top of the mountain. Montana, otoh, was low key, a leader by example, and inspirational to both his team mates and fans.
I had the pleasure of being in the stadium when Marino and Montana faced off in Superbowl XIX at Stanford Stadium. Here's how it came down:
Matinee idol Dan Marino didn't win an Oscar for his performance. Nor did the Miami Dolphin defense, which found itself vastly overmatched against a quiet guy named Joe Montana and an excellent supporting cast. The Dolphins gave more than 115 million TV viewers and 84,059 spectators at Stanford Stadium a B movie at best. Ah, but the San Francisco 49ers. What grace, what class, what an award-winning performance. They demolished the Dolphins, 38-16, in Super Bowl XIX... <snip>
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