When I was a kid, my dog chewed
the corners off my favorite football card.
Of course I still have the card.
This one in particular was always kept on the top of my stack of cards.
This one in particular was always kept on the top of my stack of cards.
So, I guess it was the one most likely to flop into a dog's mouth.
Ruined beyond any value but sentimental.
It's not taking up much space.
That's when I can really indulge in sentiment.
Besides, it's Calvin Hill, so handsome and powerful-looking in 1970.
Unfortunately, that didn't last, either.
Here he is, five years later...
