re: art cantrell

Met him on my recruiting visit to LSU for the Notre Dame game in 1971. He had a voice that was high-pitched, but I had aready heard enough about him not to say anything about it.

One of the old dorm rooms in Broussard had a wall that was plastered over from the time Cantrelle threw someone through it. Even Ronnie Estay wouldn't mess with Art.

DOES HE LOOK LIKE HE IS GIVING THE ONE FINGER SALUTE IN THE FIRST PICTURE Sorry about caps

WOW in other words Cantrell was a thug.

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Times have indeed changed. Footballers who engaged in bar fights back then rarely faced serious consequences. Most of the time charges were never brought or were dropped pretty quickly and rarely made the press.

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From what my parents and others of their generation (and previous ones) tell me, that was pretty much true of non-athletes as well. Barfights just weren't seen as nearly as much of a big deal back then unless somebody was killed or SERIOUSLY injured. If a bunch of guys kicked a bunch of other guys' asses, so long as somebody paid for the damages nobody really bothered with it.

I've heard several stories of "dust-ups" at the Bengal and other old-school hangouts where the cops would show up just to make sure the fight was over, nobody needed a hospital, and the damages were paid, then they left.

Times have indeed changed all around.

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WOW in other words Cantrell was a thug.

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No, actually, back then, thugs were criminal types that carried snub-nosed pistols. Cantrelle was just a bad-arse brawler.

I was told This from a player on the team with Art. 1st day of practice, Art walked on to the field and ask who was the baddest mf on the team. Walked up to that player and said, heard you were the baddest, guy said yeah, Art knock him out with one punch, looked around and said, now we know who the baddest mf is on this team.

Saw him play. Toughest guy I ever met. One play, on a kickoff, he was the head hunter. Other team formed a wedge with the kick returner in the middle. Art dove, I mean flew over the wedge and flattened the kr. Everyone in the stadium went nuts, the other team just stood there and went wow. Never seen anything like it since. Played with total disregard to his body.

Went to a boxing match with the former team mate in Ms. Met Art and shook hands. His hands could have wrap around mine twice. He was working for one of the casinos at the time.

Remember his days at S. Laf. High. He got in quite a few fights at the local night club called the Safari Club.

At LSU, it seemed like Cholly Mac was bailing him out every sat. morning so he could play that night.

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The story about Jay Egloff is true. He's my cousin. He grew up wrestling and was a tough sob. Ended up on full scholarship on the football team and starting fullback his last two years.