Two former Duck Quarterbacks faced off – and had one of the most exciting football games in history. It was tied at 32 to32, sending the game into overtime. With 2 seconds left – the Raiders kicked a 47 yard long field goal. If the kicker missed – BOTH teams, and ex-Duck quarterbacks, would be going to the playoffs. Marcus Mariota was not the starter. He was in for around a dozen plays. Justine Herbert started for the Chargers, and valiantly brought them close to a victory! What a game to begin The Madden Fairmont Raider Football Club. A tie would have been great!
Once again, this newspaper – TOOK A BIG RISK! I put it all – ON THE LINE! The die were cast! I WON! What a way to kick off a sports column. Madden was on – MY SIDE!
I listened to this game on KORE – that I thought didn’t exist anymore – like Fairmont! My ghost station, in ghost town – with ghost coach – seized the day! I went searching on AM for a station that carried the game. KORE is following Justin Herbert -and thus the Chargers! Hollis insisted we see Justin at Sheldon High School. He is – worshipped!
I have brought James Bond and John Madden to the Emerald Valley! Herbert Armstrong – IS ALIVE! Can there be any doubt – I am his chosen heir and prophet?
I dedicate this column to Vincent Rice, my late uncle, and adopted father, who was an editor for the UCLA Bruins newspaper, and wrote a sports column for the L.A. Times.
President: Royal Rosamond Press
When I first saw photographs of Trayvon, and heard how he was gunned down for what looks like racial reasons, I thought about the two black football players for the Oregon Webfoots (later the Ducks) who were not allowed to go to Florida and compete against the Florida Gators, for fear they would be dragged off the team bus, and shot, or lynched, by the Klu Klux Klan.
Bobby Robinson and Charles Williams were the star quarterback and running back, yet they did not lead their team on the gridiron due to blatant racism that right-wing Republicans claim does not exist in America, especially in the Trayvon murder.
It was my Radical Republican kindred who took an interest in ending slavery in America, and going South after the Civil War, in order to put black men in Congressional offices – employing force! The Klan targeted the Radical Republicans, as well as blacks who were being empowered by the ideas and language of Radical Republicans, as well as words they found in the Bible – that was all about God’s Social Justice!
I was very moved when I watched the folks that were close to Trayvon speak about the arrest. They spoke from a place universal to all men, of all creeds – everywhere! The Abolitionist Language that God gifted to Moses, says this very loud and clear; “The least amongst you will later be first!” This is to say, if the first can not carry God’s Message, He will choose the least to lift up His Burden!
Owning Liberty – is a burden! No easy task! Why is this so? The answer is simple, God Himself maketh a universal lunaguage that fills those who seek liberty and freedom from oppression, with a divine light – and a Godly Eloquence! All those who shared the podium with Trayvon’s parents, spoke eloqunetly of God’s Justice. It is what WE all need, and want! Let us meet God halfway in the Wilderness, and repent of our sin of inequality.
Above is a photograph of my ex-neighbor, Terrell Turner, who played for the Oregon Ducks, and took them to the Rose Bowl – twice! He helped get our mutual neighbor up a flight of stairs. I called up KVAL news in order to give the Ducks some good press, for a change. The local news spoke of two Good samaritans who were Ducks, and black. At the top of the stairs behind Turner, I had a conversation with LaGarrett Blount who had helped carry a mattress up to my apartment, after beholding this 63 year old man, struggling. We talked about his famous hurdle. After the Boise incident I heard LaGarrett and other Ducks using the N word in regards to the incident where Blount struck a player who was leading a charge in order to taunt Blount, because of an exchange on twitter.
“Were there racial slurs before the game?” I asked Blount, who nodded his head in the affirmative.
Whe my minister in Blue River drove me from his church, I baptized myself and declared I was an Nazarite. On the computer I looked for other Nazarites, and found the Shembe Zulu Nazarite in South Africa. I wrote the late Shembe a letter and told him I would like to be a member of his church. He did not respond, perhaps he believing I was joking – after all, this is a tribal thing! That was 1987, and hence I have watched videos of white South African women taking part in the Nazarite rituals.
The Holy Spirit of God’s Divine Justice, is where you find it! As a believer who found God’s Justice when I died, I can attest to the Truth, Trayvon did as well. He ran his race. He competed in the greatest contest known to humankind. We Nazarite Zulu salute this man who stands on hallowed ground. Trayvon plays on a field of dreams, deferred, but, for just a little while!
Oh, there were racial slurs and negative epithets depicting the duo to be sure, common of the era in a time when the Ku Klux Klan was prevalent in the state of Oregon. However the vast majority of students and fans embraced the talented Robinson and Williams, praising them for their efforts on the field and the classy manner with which they took their adverse conditions in stride.
It was in Florida where a sad reality check of the times emerged, as black players that had been accepted on the west coast found things to be far different in the south, where deep-seeded institutionalized bigotry was status quo. Robinson and Williams had carried the team for three years with their stellar play, vital pieces in Coach McEwan’s attack, particularly with Kitzmiller now out of commission they were to play prominent roles in the game against Florida.
The University of Florida however had a strict policy in place, no black athletes allowed. The Gators refused to play the game if Oregon was to field any black players, forcing Bobby Robinson and Charles Williams to skip their final game for the University of Oregon being left back at home. The Eugene community and UO administration were outraged, yet relented and reluctantly agreed to the callous request..
The Autumn Wind
“The Autumn Wind” is a sports-themed poem adapted from Mary Jane Carr‘s “Pirate Wind” by former NFL Films President and co-founder Steve Sabol (son of founder Ed Sabol) describing the atmosphere of autumn weather, as it relates to pro football season. It is synonymous with the National Football League (NFL)’s Oakland Raiders, and is often heard blaring out of the speakers at Raider games. Narrated by John Facenda, this 1974 production has been dubbed “The Battle Hymn of the Raider Nation“.
The poem was first used for the team’s official team yearbook film in 1974, of the same title, and also for NFL Films‘ hour-long recap of the 1974 season. Legend has it that when Raider owner and managing general partner Al Davis heard “The Autumn Wind” song for the first time, he remained silent for a second before telling then NFL Films President Ed Sabol that he loved it, and that “it epitomized everything that the Raiders stood for”.
It has been used on numerous official NFL Films audio album soundtracks, most notably The Power & The Glory LP, featuring Facenda narrating over it, as well as numerous other Sam Spence-composed and conducted the NFL Films Orchestra tracks. Rapper, actor and Raider fan Ice Cube uses the first and last quartets to introduce his song Raider Nation, the theme for Straight Outta L.A., his ESPN 30 for 30 documentary about how the Raiders’ time in Los Angeles coincided with, among other things, the rise of N.W.A. and hip hop in Los Angeles.
The Autumn Wind is a pirate
Blustering in from sea,
With a rollicking song, he sweeps along,
His face is weather beaten.
He wears a hooded sash,
With a silver hat about his head,
And a bristling black mustache.
He growls as he storms the country,
A villain big and bold.
And the trees all shake and quiver and quake,
As he robs them of their gold.
The Autumn Wind is a raider,
Pillaging just for fun.
He’ll knock you ’round and upside down,
And laugh when he’s conquered and won.