Yeah man.............do you remember the phrase "okay are we going to play tackle or touch " wonder we didnt get killed.My biggest advantage was I didn't wear down and it probably wasn't real but I swore I sped up as the game went on. Put me in open field and you might as well stop running. I'd go just fast enough to let you get close just to screw with you but there was no way anyone was catching me.
On off days we played sandlot football. No helmets, no pads, no mouthpiece, no nothing except a pair of sneakers (no cleats) and some ratty old clothes- ones Mom didn't care of the grass stains came our or not.