2005 letter to Darrell Royal
April 27, 2005
Darrell Royal
University of Texas
University Station
Austin, TX 78712Dear Coach Royal:
I am prompted to write this letter because of the recent death of Prentice Gautt, the first black football player at your alma mater, the University of Oklahoma.
If you recall, I am the author of Breaking the Ice/Racial Integration of Southwest Conference Football, as well as three other books on sports history. Nobody would deny that you were a great coach. What you did in… read on
Jerry LeVias, the most significant football player in SWC history
Through the mid-1960s, I did not know what “segregation” was but I could look around and see there were no black people in our east Dallas neighborhood. And since it was not exactly a sociopolitical hotbed, nobody made a fuss or raised questions.
Sports was in my blood, so I constantly read about, watched and cheered the teams of the Southwest Conference: the Texas Longhorns (this far predated my matriculation at the big school in Austin), the Rice Owls, the TCU Horned Frogs, the Texas A&M… read on
Hooping it in Durham, NC
In the spring of 1978, I moved to Durham, North Carolina. My reasons for having done so seem dubious in retrospect. It was not unlike when I went to Lexington, Kentucky the year before. Both were southern college towns—the University of Kentucky in the case of Lexington and Duke University in Durham. In those footloose days, I saw nothing wrong with going somewhere, getting a blue-collar job, making some friends and just seeing what might happen.
What I remember most clearly about the eight… read on
Me and the Chaps
I was a student at Hill Junior High School in 1967 when the American Basketball Association was formed. This would be of no consequence had the Dallas Chaparrals not been a member of the league. I was an enthusiastic supporter from the start, attending numerous games at Municipal Auditorium downtown and Moody Coliseum on the SMU campus.
Some of the players I remember vividly are Glen Combs, John Beasley, Cincy Powell, Manny Leaks, Bob Verga, Rich Jones, Joe Hamilton, Ron Boone, Spider… read on
My 1982 trip to Seattle
Six years after college graduation, I was washing dishes at the Capital Oyster Bar in downtown Austin. Not exactly on the fast track to the top, was I? Some kind of change was in order, so I quit my job and took a long drive—4,200 miles to be exact. What follows is a recollection of that journey, bearing in mind that it occurred nearly three decades ago.
I learned about a company based in Dallas that hired people to drive cars to various cities around the USA. There are others, known as… read on