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A Full Plate of Sports
Published: 11/20/2007 2:42 PM
Last Modified: 11/20/2007 2:42 PM

Sports is just as much a part of Thanksgiving as turkey, dressing and pumpkin pie. A few remembrances (and feel free to share yours):
1, The first Thanksgiving Day football game I attended was a Seahawks-Cowboys game at Texas Stadium when the Seahawks were not far removed from being an expansion team. Dallas won the game by a score of, it seems like 70-something to virtually nothing. Highlight: The adults who took me there brought in some cans of tomato juice to mix what Pat Jones would call an "adult beverage." Didn't happen. Texas Stadium was in a dry county. Highlight No. 2: One of the adults saw a kid walking up the bleachers carrying armloads of souvenirs. "How much?" said the adult. "Go buy your own," said the kid, who was a customer rather than a vendor.
2, I covered the infamous Leon Lett "Winter Blunderland" game between the Dolphins and the Cowboys. Highlight: Just being present for a game that will have a place in history. Most games run together, memory-wise. This one sticks out.
3, From an in-law's house, I watched the Lions play the Steelers and saw perhaps the only overtime game decided by a controversial coin flip. Jerome Bettis called heads or tails -- who can remember? -- but there was enough confusion that the Lions ended up with the ball first in overtime. The Lions won.
4, I ate Thanksgiving dinner in Times Square (some sports cafe, can't remember the name) with former TU athletic director Judy MacLeod and some other TU folks when the Golden Hurricane went to New York for the preseason NIT. The TU people still believe the Duke guard, Wojo, was intentionally tripping or stepping on the shoes of the Hurricane players he was guarding. Wojo is a Duke assistant now.
5, Backyard football! There's nothing better as a kid than hitting the backyard with your cousins and a football. Everybody go out for a pass. And go deep. This Thanksgiving, if you have a choice between spectating and participating, go run off some of that turkey.
Anybody else got any Thanksgiving sports memories?



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Tulsa World sports writer Jimmie Tramel is a former class president at Locust Grove High School. He graduated magna cum laude from Northeastern State University with a journalism degree and, while attending college, was sports editor of the Pryor Daily Times. He joined the Tulsa World on Oct. 17, 1989, the same day an earthquake struck the World Series. He is the OSU basketball beat writer and a columnist and feature writer during football season. In 2007, he wrote a book about Oklahoma State football with former Cowboy coach Pat Jones.

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