One of my favorite recollections was watching Art Donovan, the almost legendary defensive tackle of the old Colts, explain to Johnny Carson the difference in their game "back when". Using Bobby Layne as an example, they would hit him after he passed. Then the next time -- exaggerated, obviously -- a few seconds late, to get a warning. The next time, five seconds late. At which point the ref would point at him and say, "Now, you're getting close." (Layne, Donovan swore, had a few shots at halftime.) Today's players are either straight vanilla, dopers or abusers, it seems. The color is washed from the corporate game.
