By Stan Welch
Like most Southern boys who grew up when I did, I played football from such an early age that we all looked like bobble head dolls running around in our shoulder pads and helmets. We fell down more often than we got knocked down. Nobody played soccer because, well, nobody played soccer.
You would have had an easier time finding a game of dodgeball in my neighborhood than you would a game of soccer. The closest we came to soccer was kickball. No, it was football from August to December back then.