Wheelhouse
Footballguy
The toe-jam style kick is a thing of the past - or is it? We won't see that again will we? Any other things in the NFL that we likely won't see again? Barefoot kicker? Muddy fields?
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Will we see another straight-on kicker in the NFL again? (1 Viewer)
- Thread starter Wheelhouse
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videoguy505
Footballguy
You can still kick barefoot, but you have to have the Reebok logo stenciled on your foot when you do.
mlball77
Footballguy
Raider Nation
Devil's Advocate
A WR getting a 1st down without posing and pointing like a jackass. A penalty-free kickoff return.A coffin corner punt.A Raiders win.Astro Turf.
Wheelhouse
Footballguy
Nice. I'll add another. The president calls the winning team after the Super Bowl.Tear-away jerseys (banned)No barred helmets (I think a bar is mandatory now)Single barred helmets for non-kickers (I think Thiesman was that last non-kicker with a single bar)Stick 'em (banned)A punt returner letting the ball bounce at the 10 yard line (always fair-caught nowadays)$10 ticketsOld style trough urinals (as the old school stadiums get bulldozed)Buying a beer as a "roadie" while leaving the stadium
Raider Nation
Devil's Advocate
Yep. Nothing scarier as a 9 year old kid walking into the MEN "opening" in the wall (no door and definitely not a restroom) with the smell of urine almost knocking you out, carried in by the swarm of old men who's bladders are going to explode any minute, finally getting a glimpse of the trough with its rusted pipes dribbling water at a rate far too slow to dilute the river of urine and finally having to sidle up next to the ancient old geezer that you have been watching for the past 10 minutes wondering how in the hell can this guy have that much pee in him and standing there looking straight ahead like a soldier at attention for it seems like an eternity hoping, praying something would come out and then finally it does you are gleeful, estatic, proud; you shake, insert, and zip and, as you turn to proudly walk away, there is the geezer still pouring his life into the trough. You shake your head in wonder.I am that old geezer now. Where are the troughs?I always got MAJOR stage fright at those things at Schaeffer/Sullivan/Foxboro Stadium.
Mike Herman
Footballguy
Dreamer
Footballguy
It's almost ridiculous how much Capy knows abouts kickers.
Wheelhouse
Footballguy
Yep. Nothing scarier as a 9 year old kid walking into the MEN "opening" in the wall (no door and definitely not a restroom) with the smell of urine almost knocking you out, carried in by the swarm of old men who's bladders are going to explode any minute, finally getting a glimpse of the trough with its rusted pipes dribbling water at a rate far too slow to dilute the river of urine and finally having to sidle up next to the ancient old geezer that you have been watching for the past 10 minutes wondering how in the hell can this guy have that much pee in him and standing there looking straight ahead like a soldier at attention for it seems like an eternity hoping, praying something would come out and then finally it does you are gleeful, estatic, proud; you shake, insert, and zip and, as you turn to proudly walk away, there is the geezer still pouring his life into the trough. You shake your head in wonder.I am that old geezer now. Where are the troughs?I always got MAJOR stage fright at those things at Schaeffer/Sullivan/Foxboro Stadium.
blenderfrog
All your base are belong to us
Yep. Nothing scarier as a 9 year old kid walking into the MEN "opening" in the wall (no door and definitely not a restroom) with the smell of urine almost knocking you out, carried in by the swarm of old men who's bladders are going to explode any minute, finally getting a glimpse of the trough with its rusted pipes dribbling water at a rate far too slow to dilute the river of urine and finally having to sidle up next to the ancient old geezer that you have been watching for the past 10 minutes wondering how in the hell can this guy have that much pee in him and standing there looking straight ahead like a soldier at attention for it seems like an eternity hoping, praying something would come out and then finally it does you are gleeful, estatic, proud; you shake, insert, and zip and, as you turn to proudly walk away, there is the geezer still pouring his life into the trough. You shake your head in wonder.I am that old geezer now. Where are the troughs?I always got MAJOR stage fright at those things at Schaeffer/Sullivan/Foxboro Stadium.
