Chuch Hughes---50 years
Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2021 7:44 am
My thanks to member racepug, who just jarred my memory re Chuck Hughes. This Sunday, Oct. 24, will mark exactly 50 years since the Lions receiver died of a heart attack near the end of a game against the Bears. Usually I'm pretty good about anniversary hooks---where would writers be w/o them?---but I'm semi-retired now which I guess means I'm pretty much semi-comatose. But damn---a half-century now?
Anyway, I was at that game. Got tickets at the last moment from my older brother Bob, who'd just dragged his ass home from another all-night poker session somewhere downtown. He'd won them off some guy who had no other way to pay (Bob once came home with an old SeSoto that way), plunked them down on the kitchen table, and said "Take 'em, I'm hitting the sack." So my girlfriend (today my wife) and I went down to Tiger Stadium on a wet, dreary Sunday afternoon to watch the Lions lose to Bobby Douglass, Dick Butkus and da Bears. Sat right next to a big section of Bears fans around the 45-yd line, and watched a few fights break out in the aisle. The fights and the game were entertaining. My enduring impression of that day was that it was so funereal---dark, muddy, a steady cold drizzle---the kind of day you'd almost expect someone to die on. But not during an NFL game, of course. That's what makes the game so historic. As far as I know, Hughes remains the only player to die while a game was in progress (though there have been instances of players dying in the locker room afterwards). For the record, Bears won, 28-23.
The odd thing is, that was the only time I ever saw the Lions play at Tiger Stadium. The ballpark's gone, Bob died last fall, and I still have a bobblehead from that game somewhere in the attic.
Anyway, I was at that game. Got tickets at the last moment from my older brother Bob, who'd just dragged his ass home from another all-night poker session somewhere downtown. He'd won them off some guy who had no other way to pay (Bob once came home with an old SeSoto that way), plunked them down on the kitchen table, and said "Take 'em, I'm hitting the sack." So my girlfriend (today my wife) and I went down to Tiger Stadium on a wet, dreary Sunday afternoon to watch the Lions lose to Bobby Douglass, Dick Butkus and da Bears. Sat right next to a big section of Bears fans around the 45-yd line, and watched a few fights break out in the aisle. The fights and the game were entertaining. My enduring impression of that day was that it was so funereal---dark, muddy, a steady cold drizzle---the kind of day you'd almost expect someone to die on. But not during an NFL game, of course. That's what makes the game so historic. As far as I know, Hughes remains the only player to die while a game was in progress (though there have been instances of players dying in the locker room afterwards). For the record, Bears won, 28-23.
The odd thing is, that was the only time I ever saw the Lions play at Tiger Stadium. The ballpark's gone, Bob died last fall, and I still have a bobblehead from that game somewhere in the attic.