  A running back lives or dies on the
condition of his legs. Fortunately for Little, his legs were extremely bowed.
"Tacklers can't get their arms all way around them," he said. "I'm the most
bow-legged runner who ever played the game. If you pushed my legs together, I'd be
six-foot-two and a great wide receiver! Some guy comes along and gives me a pop on the
side of the leg and my knee just straightens up into a normal position instead of getting
all ripped up."
Little laughed as
he described his legs, delighted at the laugh he got in return from his listener. Many
superstars reach a point where they become irritated by all the attention they get from
reporters and fans, but Little always seemed to enjoy it.Floyd had a special feeling for children perhaps
because he remembers his own unhappy boyhood. He spent several off-seasons working with
youth groups in Denver. Then in 1973 he took on an additional responsibility. Explaining
that he would someday like to be a judge, the boy who once lost a janitor's job because he
couldn't read the application form entered law school. "I do not choose to be a
common man," Little once said. "It is my right to be uncommon... if I can."
Those who knew
him well were already calling him Your Honor. |
· Floyd Little ·