Minneapolis Park Memory: More Folwell Football
In September of ’63 dad dropped off Mike Boe and myself at Folwell for Pee Wee football. We were coached by Bob Shogren a corpulent but athletic looking guy who showed up at our practices in a big yellow cab. Word was that Bob had signed with the Cowboys, but had a knee problem that ended his career. Bob seemed to know what he was doing, and taught us about ‘dives’, ‘cross-bucks’, ‘sweeps’, and ‘reverses.’ We learned the idiosyncrasies of the ‘safety’ and the ‘on-side’ kick.
Saturday morning, 45 minutes before kickoff we would assemble in the Folwell pavilion, a strange salmon-colored stucco structure built into a hillside in the middle of the park for the weigh in. Pee Wees could weigh no more than 100 lbs without equipment. A couple of the guys, had a heck of a time making weight.
We then slipped into our gear, a helmet, jersey, and shoulder pads. Football pants were optional, and if they did appear they were the tan canvas ones right out of Norman Rockwell.
This left the game, which consisted of 4 seven-minute quarters, played on a hard pan field marked with powdered lime or pea gravel. We played with a yellow Penn Rubber Co. black striped football, which I never saw any where else.
Two high school-age refs and a volunteer chain gain kept things in order as the assembled parents on the sideline cheered us on and we all enjoyed what at that age was a simple and nonviolent game.
Thanks for the memory, Jim.