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there were times when I looked around   terback on a  pro team,  and they can't.   their big private enterprises.  You don't
      at  all  this  talent  and  wondered  what  I   I'm proud  of that.  That's what  it's  all   hear  about me in  the off season.  I'm  a
      was doing there. And right from the be-  about:  playing-and winning-and do-  pro football  player,  and  that's enough.
      ginning I  tried to impress one thing on   ing something to the best of your abil-  Oh, I enjoy antique cars like my '39 La
      the  club:  this  Kapp  may  not  be  any   ities.  That's where the fun comes in. So   Salle, and I dig music and cowboy boots
      good, he may be lacking in certain abil-  I  try  to  impress  this  on  the  other  Vi-  and good old American food like tacos
      ities, but he wants to win more than any-  kings,  and  maybe  it  helps  a  little.  Our   and  enchiladas  and  frijoles,  but  those
      body  else.  Maybe  every  quarterback   general  manager,  Jim  Finks,  paid  me   are just to keep  me going till the game
      thinks  the same way;  I  don't know  ev-  the  greatest  compliment:  he  said  that   starts.  That's when  I  begin to live.  I've
      ery quarterback.  But I  figure  I'm play-  the club plays  10%  better for  me than   played  in  one  big  game  or another  on
      ing  with  the  finest  football  players  in   it would for any other quarterback, and   every  weekend  for  about  25  of my  32
      the world,  and  there's  one  department   if he's  right  it's  only because I've con-  years  and I've developed  some kind  of
      where  I  can  beat them  all:  in  desire.  I   vinced  those  other  characters  that  I'm  rhythm about it.  All week long my sys-
      can  want  to  win  more  than  anybody   there to play football and to win.   tem is readying itself for the weekend-
      else  on  earth-and  I  do.  Not  for  the   I'm not  interested  in  publicity or all   for Friday night, when we  used  to play
      press, not for the fans and not only for   the other stuff.  I'm not playing football   our high school games, or for Saturday
      the  money,  but  mostly  for  myself,  for   for the sole purpose of gaining prestige   afternoon, when Cal played, or for Sun-
      my personal pride. I know a lot of suc-  in my off-season job. I'm not interested   day afternoon, when  the pros play.  It's
      cessful men, even a few millionaires, but   in  all  those  side issues:  Brodie and his   become so much a part of me that I al-
      there's one thing I've got that they don't   golf,  Namath and  his  nightclubs,  Kra-  most become buggy on weekend nights
      have and never will have: I can play quar-  mer and his  books, all those guys  with   in the off season.  Marcia and I  have to
                                                                         go out and do something. If she brought
                                                                         me  a  pipe  and  slippers  on  weekends,
      THE VIKINGS WON 31-14 AS  KAPP THREW TOUCHDOWNS TO  BEASLEY AND WASHINGTON
                                                                         I'd go right through the roof.
                                                                           In a way, I'm lucky that my high school
                                                                         coach,  A.  I.  Lewis,  slipped me into  the
                                                                         quarterbacking position,  or I  probably
                                                                         wouldn't  be playing  ball  at  all.  Where
                                                                         would they play me? It's a fundamental
                                                                         fact  about  quarterba.cks,  almost  every
                                                                         one  of  them,  that  they're  not  good
                                                                         enough to play any other position. Quar-
                                                                         terback is  the natural refuge for  a  guy
                                                                         with a  big mouth and few  natural abil-
                                                                         ities.  So you find that pro quarterbacks
                                                                         are the guys  who wanted to play more
                                                                         than  the  others,  the  guys  who  wanted
                                                                         to get out and win, the misfits.  Look at
                                                                         them stumbling around out there. Where
                                                                         would Sonny Jurgensen play if he wasn't
                                                                         a  quarterback  (and the finest  passer in
                                                                         football)? Where would Bart Starr play?
                                                                         Even the physical types like Greg Cook
                                                                         and  Greg  Landry and  Roman  Gabriel
                                                                         would have a tough time breaking in at
                                                                         another  position.  Can  they  run  fast
                                                                         enough  and  hard  enough  to  fit  into  a
                                                                         backfield?  I  doubt  it.  They're  like  all
                                                                         the rest of us: not big enough to be line-
                                                                         men,  not  fast  enough  to  be  ends,  not
                                                                         quick  enough to  be  running  backs.  So
                                                                         they stand out there and throw a  foot-
                                                                         ball  at  a  tree  for  weeks  on  end  until
                                                                         they have mastered this very unnatural
                                                                         act  called passing,  and then  they  hang
                                                                         out a sign that says  "quarterback."
                                                                          But  that's  not  the  most  mysterious
                                                                         fact about quarterbacking, not by a long
                                                                         shot.  The most mysterious  thing is  the
                                                                         way  these  quarterbacks,  these  undesir-
                                                                         ables,  get  all the attention.  There's not
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