Obviously this one hits me real hard. I knew Red had been in poor health for some time. I was so happy to see that he was able to first of all be honored by inclusion in the ring of honor and secondly that he was able to attend the ceremony in person. I was considering going to that game just to see him so honored but was not able to put the trip together. Now I wish that perhaps I would have tried a little harder.
When I was a kid and getting hooked on sports I developed 4 "favorite" players. Kenny Sears in basketball, Andy Bathgate in hockey, The Mick in baseball and Big Red in football. I had been asked in the past why Alex. He was a good player. He was a star player. But he was on a team loaded with star players. To an impressionable kid of 8 it would have been so easy to pick Giff, Sam, Kyle, Charlie, Andy, Kat or later YA. But one Sunday morning my dad took me to a small diner for breakfast. They also sold magazines and I saw a football one and picked it up. I went right to the Giants section. They were my favorite team. And there was a full page picture of this big guy with a high leg kick, football tucked under one arm and other arm extended. He wore a blue jersey with a big white 29 on it. I was hooked. I thought it was the coolest football picture I had ever seen. From that point on Alex Webster was my guy.
A few years later when I played my first organized football, junior high football as we did not have Pop Warner or midget leagues back then my first jersey was a hand me down from the jv team. It was tattered and torn and worn out but it was number 29. You couldn't separate me from that old thing. I loved it and wouldn't have traded it for anything.
Alex, thank you so much for the great memories you gave me. May you rest in peace and my sincere condolances to your family and the entire Giant family.
When I was a kid and getting hooked on sports I developed 4 "favorite" players. Kenny Sears in basketball, Andy Bathgate in hockey, The Mick in baseball and Big Red in football. I had been asked in the past why Alex. He was a good player. He was a star player. But he was on a team loaded with star players. To an impressionable kid of 8 it would have been so easy to pick Giff, Sam, Kyle, Charlie, Andy, Kat or later YA. But one Sunday morning my dad took me to a small diner for breakfast. They also sold magazines and I saw a football one and picked it up. I went right to the Giants section. They were my favorite team. And there was a full page picture of this big guy with a high leg kick, football tucked under one arm and other arm extended. He wore a blue jersey with a big white 29 on it. I was hooked. I thought it was the coolest football picture I had ever seen. From that point on Alex Webster was my guy.
A few years later when I played my first organized football, junior high football as we did not have Pop Warner or midget leagues back then my first jersey was a hand me down from the jv team. It was tattered and torn and worn out but it was number 29. You couldn't separate me from that old thing. I loved it and wouldn't have traded it for anything.
Alex, thank you so much for the great memories you gave me. May you rest in peace and my sincere condolances to your family and the entire Giant family.