Indeed!
My two Cleveland Brown offerings (shared on here or The Huddle before).
My brother bought me a Browns' sweatshirt when I was around seven. It had the impish elf on the front, hands on hips, who seemed to be saying in the words of Greg Williams, "Come get some." Loved that shirt.
Later on in the winter of '72, I was involved with having a Browns' basketball team come to Upper Sandusky. We have covered this before. These pro teams traveled in groups in the off season all over Ohio to play faculties and alumni, etc. ( I would not be at all surprised if some of you played against them or recall these yearly visits). These events raised money for the schools or other organizations, put a few bucks in the players' pockets and helped to keep them in shape.
At that time, things were so much more open.
I was also involved with bringing Big Chuck and Hoolihan (you have to be from the top of the state to have known who they were) to our local youth center for a Sunday afternoon of nonsense with some of our local teens. They were really nice guys and told me it was the furthest they had ever traveled for a gig. My contact was Bob Wells (Hoolihan) who was also the channel eight weatherman. I called right before the six o'clock news one night, left my home number and he called me back when he was off air. We did all of this without a contract and I am not sure we spoke again until they pulled up in front of the youth center.
My Browns' contact was player, Walter Johnson. The "basketball" group advertised in the Plain Dealer for these fundraisers at schools. The number I had was his home phone and as I spoke to him I could hear his kids in the background. I believe the "team" charged about $500-$600. Upper's gym was packed in the lower bowl and we had several exhibitions of the police, firefighters, alumni, etc., playing before the main event.
The Browns' players were over an hour late. Said they went to Sandusky - not Upper Sandusky. There were only six of them. There may have been a taxi squad player in the mix - although I seem to recall Reece Morrison being one of them. The leader for that night at least was Ben Davis, cornerback. Pretty good player and a pretty nice guy. Of course he was the brother of Angela Davis, who was in the news quite a bit back then.
The Brownies played hard, well and fair. We had them sign autographs at the half (something that they didn't seem too interested in doing) but all in all the night was a success and money was made for the youth center - probably, $700. Big bucks back then for a small town nonprofit.
One other thing that really struck us was that they smoked in the locker room. They left the butts in a pop can. we couldn't believe that these pro athletes smoked!!
As I remember these two undertakings, I am so struck by how complicated this would be today. And no cell phones for communicating!