Here's Buck in the first Super Bowl, about to put some serious hurt on Green Bay Packer Bart Starr.
As big Buck continues to lower the boom, good Bart's neck begins to weaken under the strain . . .
Note, in the left background of this classic black and white still, a helpless E.J. Holub, his own poor knees nearly in shreds at this point in his career, looking on, wondering what the heck he could do to help Buck nab the quarterback--not a helluva lot, as it turned out.
I understand Bart Starr's wife is going through difficult times. Say a prayer for her. RIP, Buck.
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