When I was sixteen I went to Highland golf course one summer day. It was the first time I ever played golf. Me and my buddies were ready to start on the first tee. Someone said we don't have a scorecard. I said "I will run into the clubhouse and get one."
I took off at a trot. Turned around the corner of the building. And I ran head first into the chest of Jim Brown.
I looked up and about passed out. I started stammering. "Sorry sir, I didn't mean to run into you." He looked down and said "it happens all the time don't worry."
He was wearing black bermuda shorts and a black banlon short sleeve shirt. He looked like the Black Superman. Tiny waist and massive shoulders.
He was chiseled to the max. I was really dumb founded. This was 1964. The last time the Browns won the World Championship.
About ten years ago I saw an authentic Browns helmet with a Jim Brown HOF 71 verified signature. It was on Ebay and I bid on it and won it.
It sits on my bedside table. I dust it off for every game. Hoping for victory.
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