The pro receiver works in a world apart. Away from the chaos around him, he is a single actor in a single act within the total drama of the game. A crossbreed with a dab of stickum on his hands, he mixes speed and strength with guile. He pursues a course of action of his own-zig-in, z-out, flag, post, fly—with but one thought in mind: to get the ball. The head fake, the eye feint, the half step, the dropped shoulder, the angled cut are some of the ruses in his repertoire. Only when he has crossed the goal or been flung to earth, the ball in his arms, is his lonely mission over. Then, like Antaeus, he rises to begin again.
This is an article from the Aug. 18, 1969 issue
Oakland's Fred Biletnikoff reaches for touchdown pass and San Francisco's Clifton McNeil races outside, leaving a defender behind.
With three Packers on his back, Colt Willie Richardson makes a lunge for some extra yards.
Jet George Sauer fakes in and goes out to elude Buffalo's spraddle-legged Butch Byrd.
Desperate dive helps Philadelphia's Fred Hill (next page) to pick one off at knee level.
A forearm and brutal force mark the style of Colt strongman John Mackey.
As a protective pocket forms behind him, Chief Otis Taylor goes deep.
Mission completed, Charger Lance Alworth holds ball—and awaits impact.