"Part of that patched up, crippled up, gone, graduated, sunk, secondary." Larry Munson.
A Work in Progress.
I got a chance to meet Larry when I did "The 12th Man." Went to his house - we talked fishing and he signed my prints. I felt like I was talking to the radio. I cherish the memory.
No matter how many times I hear it - I get chills when he begs Lindsay to run. I remember pacing the floor in my bedroom and praying right along with Larry for the Dawgs to "Hunker it down one more time." Because of Larry. I remember where I was when Butler kicked it 100,000 miles to beat Clemson and when Herschel "broke the all-time record for a freshman back, 64 or 65 yards" and on and on.
I loved Larry Munson!
