Detroit Lion tackle Alex Karras: passes at age 77

Detroit Lions defensive tackle Alex Karras, who hated quarterbacks, passed away on Wednesday at age 77.

I am sufficiently old to have watched Alex Karras not only play on television but play live.  Compared to today’s defensive linemen he wasn’t particularly large but, at the time, he was 6’3″ and 250 pounds — and offensive linemen completely, absolutely, feared him.  As did not only opposing quarterbacks but Lions QB Bobby Layne.

Following retirement (he played for the Lions from 1958 to 1970, with a two-year gap), he appeared on Monday Night Football with Howard Cosell and Frank Gifford.

To me, he was # 71.  Period.

To others, he was George in Webster.  That didn’t play to me.  What played to me was this: Mongo, from Mel Brooks’s Blazing Saddles:

After that, many years later, Karras suffered dementia, heart disease and cancer.  He most recently suffered kidney failure.

He passed away at home in Los Angeles, Wednesday, surrounded by family.  God bless him.

Another portion of my life, my history, my surroundings — dies.

I guess that doesn’t bode quite very well for me.

BZ

P.S.
Alex Karras in action:

 

Ah, the adoring, peaceful, understanding, sympathetic, non-violent, non-judgmental, all-inclusive, free-speech-loving Leftists in this country:

Who was responsible for this at an OWS event in New York City?

Leftists.

Who was responsible for the proliferation and advocation of violence at OWS events?

Leftists.

Who was responsible for rapes at OWS events?

Leftists.

Who was responsible for this?

Leftists.

Who was responsible for this?

Leftists.

Who is responsible for this:

Guess who?

Leftists.

You know, the same people who Occupy Wall Street and vote for Mr Obama.

Frankly, this Newsweek cover again says it all:

Make Barack Hussein Obama “hit the road” in twenty-seven days.

VOTE.

BZ

 

 

Factual summary of last Wednesday’s presidential debate:

And thanks to TOTUS for the “heads-up.”

BZ

P.S.
Make no mistake; Mr Obama is again disinterested, uninvolved and arrogant.  When the New York Times writes a piece like this, you know the brass is tarnishing rapidly:

Obama’s Enthusiasm Gap:

All the post-game punditry aside, President Obama didn’t really blow Wednesday night’s debate in any spectacular or memorable way, the way George H.W. Bush glanced at his watch, or the way Al Gore sighed dramatically. Mr. Obama’s transgression was that he seemed to simply endure it. It was as if he had turned to his advisers at some point and said, “OK, I’ll show up at this thing with Mitt, but I am not getting drawn into some kind of debate.”

In this way, Mr. Obama’s performance, the first of three in any event, probably didn’t change the essential arc of the campaign, which was always going to tighten in the final month. But it did tell us something about what many feel is missing from his presidency.

 Watching the president grimace his way through the restrained back-and-forth reminded me of a conversation I recently had with a friend in Democratic politics, who posited that Mr. Obama simply doesn’t love being president. Not that he doesn’t want the job or believe he should have it, or that its challenges don’t give him plenty of cause for stress or solemnity — just that he doesn’t appear to actually enjoy the daily business of running the country.

Mr Obama is better than this, better than you, better than me, better than all of us.  And we’d damned well best realize it.

 

The empty chair:

First, we saw this wonderful cartoon from Michael Ramirez:

[And please note, if you will, the type of chair it is.]

Then we saw this cover from The New Yorker:

Coincidence?

I think not.

Leftists are displeased.

And polls aren’t going well for The One: 49% to 45%.

More importantly: a week after the first debate.  What’s that about?

BZ