| Here is an old Sports
Illustrated that I ran across on Ebay. I had to buy it when I saw
it. As luck would have it the same day a kind reader sent me an
e-mail that mentioned Jimmy Jones. I asked him for an update and
got the following reply, "Jimmy Jones is in Harrisburg PA and is
working as safety director for Susqehanna Township School District. I see him at the YMCA and he
is still in great shape. I also heard he had a degree in Divinity
and was a pastor". I'll keep the name of the person confidential but it
sure was nice to hear the update about Jimmy Jones. For those that don't recall him Jimmy Jones quarterbacked the Trojans for three years from 1969 to 1971. As the legend goes the Trojans and their all black backfield, consisting of Jimmy Jones, running back Clarence Davis, and fullback Sam “Bam” Cunningham, traveled to Dixieland on September 12, 1970 and thrashed Alabama, 42-21. Not only was Sam Cunningham a powerful runner, but he was the first player in college football to go over the top during a goal line stand. Later, former Bear Bryant assistant coach Jerry Claiborne noted, “Sam Cunningham and that group did more to integrate Alabama in 60 minutes that night than Martin Luther King had accomplished in 20 years." I keep hearing that there is a movie coming out about the events around the game and I'd like to see it when it comes out. I was too young to appreciate the events at the time but Sam Cunningham was my first favorite football player and I liked the QB that handed him the ball too! For fun here is a recap of the article run in Sports Illustrated back on September 29, 1969. By coincidence USC played Nebraska to start that year. This year is the first visit back to Lincoln since this 1969 game. Here is what ran in Sports Illustrated on the cover the week after the game: ![]() When Mr. Simpson shuffled off to Buffalo, USC fans braced for some barren years, but last week sophomore quarterback Jimmy Jones gave the Trojans a heartening start toward another Rose Bowl. Pat Putnam Sports Illustrated The quarterback is a sophomore with a sore back. He spent most of last week practicing on the rubbing table. The only pads he wore were heated. The fullback last carried a ball in 1967, as a freshman at Utah. He sat out last season as a transfer student. And the tailback they brought in to replace O.J. Simpson is slower and smaller and until last Saturday against Nebraska hadn't played a smidgin of major college football. Right off you know that USC is in trouble. You don't even have to mention that the No. 2 quarterback has a shoulder separation and the guy behind him has a throbbing elbow and a partially numbed throwing hand. USC's biggest concern is the sophomore quarterback with the aching back - Jimmy Jones (see cover picture). Jones one of the few black quarterbacks in the history of college football is the gifted youngster the Trojans are hoping will lead them into their fourth straight Rose Bowl. Two years ago he was one of the most sought after schoolboy quarterbacks in the country. His junior year he ran and passed for 2,300 yards and 20 touchdowns. That was nothing. His senior year it was 2,400 yards and 40 touchdowns. Offers flooded in, 112 of them. Everybody wanted the good looking kid with the .30-.30 arm and speed and the intelligence that goes with a three point plus academic grade point average. But Jones didn't want them. Not even from the beginning. He told 107 of them "no thank you", visited only Penn State, Ohio State, Kansas, Michigan State, and USC, and then, quickly told McKay that he was his. At the same time shortstop Jones also told a flock of baseball scouts that he didn't believe pro baseball was his lot in life. At least not at the moment. "Actually I made up my mind that I wanted to go to USC about halfway through my senior year," said Jones. He smiled, fleetingly - he doesn't often - and added, "I always wanted to go to the Rose Bowl." And so he came and like all Trojan freshmen he sank from public sight. There is no freshman coach. For each game, and there are only three, McKay picks two of his aids to be coaches. Otherwise, the freshmen spend all their time working opponents' plays against the varsity. Jones' freshmen game credentials were good but not startling: 28 of 59 passes for 422 yards and two touchdowns, 27 carries for 120 yards. "If he went into a game back then with more than two or three pass patterns he was damn lucky," said McKay. "The freshmen around here just don't work together as a unit. That's not their job. Their job is to help the varsity get ready each week." Then in the spring game Jones surfaced and exciting things began to happen. Playing just a little over 30 minutes, he completed 19 passes for 392 yards and five touchdowns. Like that, the gloom of losing Simpson began to lift. "Oh no," said USC's rivals. "First O.J. and now J.J. Why doesn't McKay take all his J's and ...?" But now it is three days before the opener at Nebraska, and the latest Super J lies pinned to the rubbing table by two pillow sized heating pads. He has a muscle spasm in the lower back, sore and stiff. He can't even bend over. He's disgusted. And scared. But he's no stranger to pain. As a sophomore in high school, before growing to 6' 1" and 190 pounds, he was playing safety when a rival bowled him over breaking five vertebrae in his neck. He was in traction a week, a body cast three months and a neck brace another six weeks. Five minutes after they took off the neck brace he went into training for the next football season. Even the school doctor at Harrisburgh, Pa. said no, Jones couldn't play anymore. Too risky. His coach George Chaump, now a Woody Hayes aid at Ohio State argued finally taking Jones to an orthopedic surgeon who said the neck was stronger than ever from the exercise. The school doctor still said no and what does an orthopedic surgeon know anyway? Chaump gathered positive evidence from several more doctors, then presented it at a hastily called school board meeting the night before the opening game. Jones played. All last week people kept wandering into the USC room asking about the back, and finally Jones closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He doesn't say much anyway; very quiet, almost shy. Ask 20 people at USC for an anecdote about him and they'll think a moment and come up empty. "He has a fine sense of humor," says Dave Levy, McKay's No.1 aide. "But he is the most unhumorous person I've ever met. He's just a nice, quiet, serious kid." "I think," said Craig Fertig, who went from USC passing star to USC backfield coach five years ago, "that he is waiting until he does something before he talks. He knows he's never played a down for us yet so he's just quiet." Upstairs, McKay, who should be worried isn't. At least there's no evidence. "I learned a long time ago that my climbing the walls won't make the pain go away in his back." He neatly slices open an envelope, then laughs. "Look at this, a card to the Playboy club. Now what am I going to do with that?" When Jones wakes up on Thursday, he can move. There is just a little stiffness on one side. "I think I can run," he says. "Run tomorrow," says McKay. "More body heat today". It's back to the table but the scared feeling is gone. In Lincoln, Nebraska they don't know what to think. They're worried about Jones but don't want to appear too worried. "We're aware of Jones," says Tom Osborne one of the offensive coaches. He is grinning. "But we didn't want our kids only thinking about him. Suppose he does not play then they think they have got it made. But if he plays, our ends think they can contain him." Bob Devaney, the head coach, comes in. "We realize we got a problem in Jones," he says. "But we also realize he's got some friends who will give us some problems, too." It is an hour and a half before game time this Saturday. McKay still hasn't made up his mind. He wants to see Jones warm up first. "The kid has a great future," he says. "We're not going to ruin him for just one game." Jones throws easily with Sam Dickerson, his split end. Then he runs 50 yards, runs 30 more. He tells McKay that there is just a little stiffness, a little pain, but he can play. "O.K.," says McKay. "But no running. Use Clarence more. Just hand off and pass." Clarence is Clarence Davis, the tailback: C.D. in for O.J. Like that other fellow, he's out of junior college, East Los Angeles JC. All he did there was break O.J.'s national JC rushing record. He's 5' 11" and started the fall practice at 194 pounds, but by the time he reached Nebraska he had melted to 186. McKay was worried about his stamina. As it turned out, it was like worrying that the Statue of Liberty might tire of holding the torch. Before it was over, and USC had won 31-21, he had plowed throw those big slow Cornhuskers 27 times for 114 yards, and doesn't that remind you of someone? In case it doesn't try this: in his first game for the Trojans O.J. ran 19 times for 94 yards. Jones was handing off beautifully but he was under orders not to run. His early passes were powerful, too powerful. And too long. USC was into its third series and he had yet to complete a pass. Then he flicked a little three yard screen to Charlie Evans, the new fullback, who turned it into an 18 yard gain. "That broke the ice," said someone. "Yeah said a scoffer from Nebraska. That was a helluva pass." In the huddle Jones was calling a play action pass with Bob Chandler, the marvelous flanker, racing down the sideline. Jones' pass was perfect, 36 yards in the air and Chandler never broke a stride as he hauled it in at the nine and scored. "Now what do you think?" "Aw," said the Nebraskan, "they've been practicing that all fall." That made the score 14-0. USC had also scored earlier when it had moved 80 yards all on the ground. Davis had picked up 57 of them on five carries and then retired for a brief rest. His replacement Mike Berry ran one yard for the touchdown. It looked good. Then Jones scrambling under a heavy rush, slipped and fumbled, and Nebraska recovered at the USC 45. "Sophomores will do that" McKay would later say. "But I'd still rather have the superior sophomore to the just average senior." Nebraska's Van Brownson, himself a sophomore quarterback, moved his troops in to score in just five plays. The first was a pass interference call against USC - one of six called against the Trojans - and the last a two yard keeper by Brownson. Earlier in the week McKay had said something else. "I won't take Jimmy out of the game because he is not doing well. If he's thrown an interception or fumbled, I'm not going to panic and take him out." He didn't, and was rewarded. On the second series after the fumble, as the first half was nearing the end, Jones had USC on the Nebraska four, third down. McKay sent in a pass play. "Our quarterbacks call most of the plays," he said earlier. "And Jones will call most of his own...But," and he grinned, "we won't rely entirely on the QB's memory in critical situations." Jones dropped back and found his primary receiver, Dickerson covered. He looked for his secondary, Chandler - covered. "Then I tried to run," he said later, "but the end slid over and contained me". Back into the middle he scooted. And there was Evans in the center of the end zone alone. Zap! Touchdown USC - 21-7. The Trojans scored again in the third quarter making it 28-7 and even the Nebraska fans had begun to lose interest when McKay decided his secondary needed some experience with one on one pass coverage. And all those interference penalties began cropping up. Nebraska crept to within 28-14 on two interference calls, for yards of 31 and five, and a 12 yard run by Jeff Kinney. And then bombed to 28-21 by capturing an onside kick, making a short march and a two yard run by Jerry Tagge another sophomore QB. "Everybody knew that kick was coming but the 11 guys we had on the field," said McKay. "We told them and they watched it. Then they came off and said, 'Yeah, you were right'" But the rally unraveled when USC moved to the Nebraska 24 and Ron Ayala kicked a field goal to make it 31-21. Later in the dressing room Jones sat in the steamy semi-darkness and said he was glad it was over. It was the back again. He could hardly bend. "It felt good early," he said, shaking his head, "but then it tightened up. It bothered me the whole game. Every time I passed something would catch back there. Now it's really sore." For a sore backed quarterback, someone said, you didn't do too badly. Eight of 15 for 153 yards and two touchdowns. He smiled, the first victory bringing him out a bit from the shell. "Yeah," he said, "but I think I could have done better if I was 100%. You know I think I am really ready to go now." Yeah. That USC is in trouble all right. Just like last year. Note: USC eventually finished 1969 with a 10-0-1 record and defeated Michigan in the Rose Bowl 10-3. The Trojans wound up 4th or 5th in most polls to finish that season. The only blemish on the record was a 14-14 tie at Notre Dame that season. Texas was an undefeated 10-0 to win the championship. Jimmy Jones would go on to QB USC for three years |