Hard to believe, but it was forty-three years ago, Thanksgiving Day in 1971 (25 November that year). We all gathered mid-morning at Matilda’s house in Central City: Grandpa and Grandma and aunts and uncles and I don’t know how many of us cousins, plus two friends of Kenny’s, college girls, if my memory is correct, originally from Oklahoma.
Lyell Bremser, early 1970s |
The house was loud and raucous (sorry, Grandma, I know it was insanely noisy), with emotions riding a wild roller coaster up and down and up and down and … up. Johnny Rodgers took us to the heights early on with a punt return for the ages (and no, Joe Blahak did not clip the OU player). OU’s Jack Mildren–Jon Harrison passing combination plunged us to the depths as the Huskers fell behind at halftime 17–14.
Several of us played catch during halftime (Dave, Stan, Dennis, and me, I think), all of us nervously hoping that Nebraska could retake the lead. True to form, NU stormed out of halftime and powered their way to a 28–17 lead after three quarters. OU was no patsy, however, and with a little more than seven minutes to go in the game the Huskers were behind 31–28.
Jeff Kinney, 1971 NU–OU game |
With two minutes remaining, Oklahoma still had a chance, but the vaunted Blackshirts shut down Mildren and company, and OU’s last drive ended harmlessly in its own end of the field, as NU’s Larry Jacobson rushed Mildren into a hurried throw on 4th and 14, which Rich Glover then batted down. (Jacobson won the Outland Trophy as college football’s best interior lineman that year; Glover won the same award the following year.)
As you can imagine, the stadium (Matilda’s house) went wild at that point. For all intents and purposes, the game was over, NU ahead 35–31, and Nebraska was on its way to meet Alabama’s Crimson Tide (whom it pounded) in the Orange Bowl.
It is difficult to imagine that my (our) memories of that amazing game would have been so potent, so powerful, so vivid had I (we) watched it alone. It was the sharing of the experience with family, with loved ones, that inscribed it on our brains. There is a lesson in there somewhere, but before I get too sentimental let me close by inviting you to share one more thing, one more memory: a highlights video—with Lyell Bremser audio!—of the great Thanksgiving game of 1971.
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