...with a rabid fan base that treated each week of the regular season like it was the only reason to live. (Which, if you're in Bloomington,Mn wearing a beaver coat, blond braids, and a metal helmet with horns on the side, it was.) And by the time the Super Bowl rolled around....
Ron Yary,....Fred Cox,.....I haven't googled any of these names. I can still remeber how they looked, all purple and shit.
Unlike Orr's farewell with the Hawks, Alan Page did a nice job here for a few years before putting on the robes.