In Rides Flacco
I'm ancient enough to remember the glory days. The days of old Mile High, where the boot stomping on those creaky metal stands would make a rumble that literally rattled opposing teams on the field below. And the fear was probably because of the way the stadium moved at times, it looked like it could fall over. Ah, but the noise level was incredible. I probably have some as of yet undetected hearing damage from attending some of those classic games. In that era, quarterbacks would rotate in from afar with the occasional hopeful draft pick and the Broncos would compete the best they could. Charlie Johnson was the first of the old guys I remember, guys with a strong arm throwing from an invisible wheel chair. The barely mobile types like Steve DeBerg or Craig Morton, but they had some wisdom and a little zip on the ball. Old man Morton and a strong defense took the Broncos to their first Super Bowl. That first appearance on the big stage didn't go well, but the Bronco