I received a VHS tape of the NFL Film’s Crunch Course production as a bonus for subscribing to Sports Illustrated. It was the last time I subscribed to the magazine, must have been ’86 or ’87. Back then, I loved professional football as much, if not more, than I loved baseball. And while my devotion to the NFL would not last much longer, the Crunch Course tape endures. It explains what attracted me to the game–violence. Glorious, cinematic, hyperbolic, violence.
In anticipation of the playoffs this weekend, here’s the entire show, in five segments.
Grrrrrr–ufff.
And that’s word to Kenny Easley.
