Last Saturday while attending a funeral repast I engaged in conversation with a White male whose name I can’t recall when the topic turned to football. I stated that I was no longer a true football fan, because I had lost interest. He was astounded that I was not a Steelers fan, and I had to clarify that football no longer held the kind of excitement it once did. I explained to him and others that the first professional game I attended was in 1948 between the Pittsburgh Steelers and Los Angles Rams and the Rams had a colored running back Kenny Washington. It was an awesome feeling to see a colored football player and he was a star.
I then went on to explain that when the Cleveland Browns came into the NFL they had at least six or seven colored players and all of them were outstanding. I continued by telling him that a group of us went to Cleveland every other weekend to see the Browns because of the colored players and colored fans from Detroit, Philadelphia, Chicago and other cities would attend in record numbers for the same reason. He had some difficulty understanding the importance and the significance of us witnessing colored players performing at that level.