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BALTIMORE COLT MIKE CURTIS---MAD DOG

James Michael "Mike" Curtis (born March 27, 1943 in Rockville, Maryland) is a former professional American football player for the Baltimore Colts, the Seattle Seahawks and the Washington Redskins, who played 14 seasons from 1965 to 1978 in the National Football League. He was a four-time Pro Bowler in 1968, 1970, 1971 and 1974. He was considered one of the meanest players of his era. Although sacks were not official during the time he played, Curtis was a good blitzer, recording 22 sacks, including one in which a famous photograph was taken of Curtis tackling Roman Gabriel's head (below). Curtis also picked off 25 passes and was named the AFC Defensive Player of the Year in 1970 by a panel of 101 sportswriters.

RICK on MIKE CURTIS

Mike is most remembered for two things; knocking the drunken fan who ran on the field and tried to steal the football during a playoff game and the time he nearly removed Rams quarterback Roman Gabriel’s head during a tackle. He was certainly intense, hard-hitting and played with a consistent mean streak. Fellow Colts linebacker Ray May once said, "Mike just wanted to knock the crap out of you and, after every tackle, he had this John Wayne way of walking back to the huddle." But make no mistake, Curtis was a great middle linebacker and a glaring omission from the Hall of Fame. His interception in the fourth quarter of Super Bowl V set up Jim O’Brien’s game winning field goal. Along with Unitas, he was my favorite Colt because when I played football on defense, I wanted to hit like Mad Dog hit.

Curtis was drafted as a fullback in the first round of the 1965 NFL Draft by the Colts, but later switched to linebacker on the weak side (away from the tight end). He was a team captain for most of his Baltimore career. In 1970, he had five interceptions and that same season made a key pass theft that set up the game-winning field goal in the Colts' Super Bowl V win over the Dallas Cowboys. He and Ted Hendricks, member of the Pro Football Hall of Fame, formed a potent tandem at the linebacker position from 1969 to 1973, after which Hendricks was traded. Curtis was named the Colts' Most Valuable Player in 1974.

After a knee injury sidelined him for most of the 1975 season, he was left unprotected for the 1976 NFL Expansion Draft due to a personality conflict with general manager Joe Thomas. "I heard indirectly that I was in the expansion draft because Joe Thomas hated my guts," Curtis said. "Thomas could have had a first-round draft choice or better for me if he had wanted it." The move was made despite the objections of head coach Ted Marchibroda. Curtis was selected by the Seattle Seahawks. He played one season with them before retiring with the Redskins in 1978. (wikipedia)

KEEP OF MY TURF

Curtis wrote one book about his career, called Keep Off My Turf, in which he states that the New York Jets, who upset the Colts in Super Bowl III, "were lucky that day", and that the 1968 Colts were "twice as good as the Jets".

During a playoff game against the Dolphins in 1971, a fan ran onto the field between plays, picked the ball up from the scrimmage line and started running. Mike Curtis came out of nowhere and just leveled that drunken idiot. I'm sure Curtis rattled every bone in his body. It was one of the hardest hits I've ever seen on a football field. When the guy regained his senses a few weeks later, he tried to sue Mike Curtis. The case was thrown out of court and the incident became part of the Baltimore Colts legacy.

MAD DOG’S LAST BLITZ

Former teammates, opponents and friends of ex-Colts linebacker Mike Curtis are making a push to get him in the Hall of Fame

By Michael Olesker, Baltimore Sun 6/13/13

In the long-ago innocence of his rookie training camp with the Baltimore Colts, a young Mike Curtis once threatened to commit extracurricular bodily harm against a teammate named John Constantine Unitas. In pro football circles, such behavior is considered a God-given killer instinct.

Later, when playing linebacker for the Colts against the Los Angeles Rams, a blitzing Curtis once yanked at quarterback Roman Gabriel's helmet so ferociously that observers expected stuffing to come flying out of Gabriel's head. This, too, was a moment deemed marvelous among the aficionados of organized hitting.

Still later, in a famous gesture considered high comedy in pro football circles, Curtis leveled a ball carrier who happened to be wearing civilian clothing. Naturally, Curtis had a reason. The ball carrier was a fan who had sneaked onto the field of play and attempted to swipe the football.

For these and other acts, Curtis was affectionately known as Mad Dog during his playing days. Throughout his dozen years in the National Football League, most of them with the Colts, Curtis was the only player ever named All-Pro at both middle and outside linebacker. Once, he was the American Football Conference Defensive Player of the Year.

He went to one Pro Bowl after another. He had 25 career interceptions, including one that helped give the Colts their last-second Super Bowl V triumph against the Dallas Cowboys. He did enough to be named that game's Most Valuable Player, but that honor went to Dallas' Chuck Howley.

There's another accolade Curtis hasn't received: induction into the Pro Football Hall of Fame. And a lot of people, still vividly recalling Curtis' exploits from a distance of nearly four decades, find this a terrible oversight.

Curtis' friends have been crusading for several years now to convince Hall of Fame voters to let him in. Some of these friends are old teammates, and some are old foes. Many Hall of Fame inductees have sent letters of support.

All of this is a kind of last blitz, a final grasp at immortality.

And Curtis' supporters would like it to happen while he, now 70 and his memory starting to slip, can still appreciate it.

"Absolutely, this guy should be in the Hall of Fame," said Ernie Accorsi, who knows a few things about the game.

Accorsi was the Colts' director of public relations during the early 1970s -- the latter half of Curtis' career in Baltimore -- and also held jobs as the club's assistant general manager (1977-81) and general manager (1981 and '82) before becoming GM of the Cleveland Browns and then the New York Giants.

"In my mind," said Accorsi, now a consultant with the NFL, "this guy's not even borderline. He's absolute Hall of Fame. As a linebacker, he dominated his era -- he and maybe Willie Lanier. He was the Dick Butkus of his era. But Mike could drop and cover better than Butkus.

"He wasn't pretty. He wasn't stylish. But you ask a guy like Bill Curry" -- the Colts' center for much of Curtis' career, who had to butt heads with him all week during practice -- "he'll tell you, the toughest job he had all week was blocking Curtis. Game day was a relief."

Curry has repeatedly said that Curtis was a great player, and an absolute Hall of Famer.

"When this guy played ball," Curry said, "it's like he was going to war."

Other old teammates confirmed Curtis' ever-burning volcanic fire.

"[Curtis was] a great player who gave you 150 percent at all times," said Tom Matte, an ex-halfback who still remembers Curtis clotheslining him one day during practice maybe 40 years ago. "We didn't get along too well, to be honest with you, and I think some of our own guys were scared of him. But [he was] a hell of a football player, let me tell you."

Former Colts defensive back Bruce Laird said Curtis was tenacious, tough and a terrific football player.

And yet, in all the years since Curtis' retirement in 1978, Hall of Fame voters have bypassed him -- a distinction highlighted by a 2003 book, "The Gridiron's Greatest Linebackers," by NFL historian Jonathan Rand, in which Curtis is listed as the 19th-best linebacker of all time. Of the 25 linebackers featured, Curtis is one of only three who are currently eligible for Hall of Fame induction and not yet enshrined in Canton, Ohio.

For Baltimoreans of a certain era, Curtis is a reminder of the glory days on 33rd Street. It was a time before Robert Irsay became owner of the Colts and began his destruction of a championship organization, and a time of special bonding between players and fans. That bond later disappeared, until the arrival of the Ravens brought it back to life.

But, even by traditional measures of affection, Curtis stood out.

After games, he felt the need for more contact. Some years back, over a late-night drink at the Mt. Washington Tavern, Curtis remembered: "You know what I used to do after games? I used to drive down to east Baltimore and find a bar and sit there with all those guys from Highlandtown and Middle River. They were our people, see? They were hard-working guys like us, and they loved us."

Behind the tough guy's façade, sensitivity shone through.

"We were connected at the hip with these people," he said, clenching his jaw repeatedly. "It felt like we were attached to this town at our very core. You understand what I'm saying? It felt like we were attached at our souls."

That was a tender moment from a fellow considered a killer even among his sport's toughest guys. It went against Curtis' entire football reputation, dating back to his college days at Duke.

In fact, some of his old Duke teammates have been the biggest lobbyists in the Curtis Hall of Fame campaign.

"Knowing Mike from his time in college, and knowing how tough and skilled he was, and then following his pro career, he should have been elected the first time around," said Dr. J. William Futrell, a clinical professor of surgery at the University of Pittsburgh who played college ball with Curtis. "He was our best athlete, and our toughest. I have a memory, and Mike denies it, but it's true. A rainy game -- he's linebacker and I'm defensive halfback -- against Michigan, I think it was.

"He and I hit somebody together and took him down. I got up and looked down at Mike, who made the main tackle. He was the last to get up. He put his hand on this guy's helmet and face, and turned it, so it was face down in the mud, and got up like that. The guy may have known it was Mike, because he didn't say anything. But it was right in front of the opposition's bench.

"I said, 'Damn, Mike, if you're gonna do that, do it near our sideline, not theirs.' He looked at me like, 'Shut your mouth, or I'll do it to you.' You know, he wasn't a dirty player at all. It was just, 'Let's go out there and break some bones.' But not in an ugly way."

Curtis played both ways at Duke. In fact, the Colts made him their No. 1 draft choice thinking he'd play fullback. Then came a moment in Westminster, at Curtis' first training camp, that began to change such thinking.

Unitas apparently decided to have a little fun with the intense young rookie. As Curtis went out for a pass, Unitas threw while Curtis still had his back turned. The football nailed Curtis in the back of the head.

"You ever do that again," Curtis screamed, "and I'll [bleeping] kill you. You hear me? You can stand there behind all your linemen, and all your buddies, and you won't be able to play again this season."

Nearly half a century later, during a phone call from Tampa, Fla., where Curtis now lives, he still remembered the moment and chuckled about such youthful bravado.

"He's standing there with his linemen all around him," Curtis said drily, "and I'm a third-string rookie running back. But, you know, I felt I had to counsel him on the proper behavior modes. And he never said a word -- and he never hit me in the back of the head again."

As legend has it, coach Don Shula watched this and said to himself, "I think this young man's aggressiveness might best be channeled elsewhere -- such as linebacker."

Curtis played that position for 10 years with the Colts, then finished up with Seattle and Washington. His dramatic interception during the closing moments of Super Bowl V led to Jim O'Brien's last-second winning field goal for the Colts.

"He should have won the Most Valuable Player award for that game," Accorsi said. "But he got a terrible break. They took the vote early, when it looked like Dallas was going to win, and gave the MVP to Dallas' Chuck Howley -- the only MVP winner on a losing team."

It's been roughly 35 years since Curtis turned in his cleats, and the Hall of Fame hasn't come calling. Now it's come down to the seniors' vote, a roll call of players whose careers have been finished for at least 25 years.

A pool of veteran football writers does the voting. But, after all this time, many of them are being asked to consider a guy they never saw in action.

"There's a whole new set of voters," Accorsi said, "who don't even know who Curtis is. One of them told me, 'No more guys from that era.' I said: 'Why? Because you didn't see him play?' "

(Recently, though, Curtis was named as a 2013 inductee to the Hall of Very Good -- a list of honorees the Professional Football Researchers Association started a decade ago to help preserve the game's history. Among this year's inductees, beside Curtis,

are Daryl Lamonica, Cookie Gilchrist, Donnie Shell and Gabriel.)

All of this leaves Curtis with some mixed emotions.

"I never thought much about the Hall of Fame or awards," he said. "There were so many darned good players around. I'm a little embarrassed that people would endorse me and actually campaign to get me in, and so many have worked so hard at it. It's awful nice of them. If I get in, that'd be great. If I don't, I'm not gonna throw stones at anybody."

On the phone from his home in Tampa, Curtis said he didn't want to talk about his health. But he has talked about it with friends. And Curtis now has a part-time

caretaker, as part of the NFL Player Care Foundation's "88 Plan," named for former Colt John Mackey, who wore No. 88 and suffered from dementia after retiring from football.

"Mike says he never had any concussions," said one of Curtis' friends, who requested anonymity when speaking about Curtis' health. "He'll say, 'I took everybody else down.' You know, joking about it. Or he'll say: 'The doctors say I have brain damage from playing. What do they know?' "

Another Curtis friend, who also wished to remain anonymous, said Curtis was aware of his mental deterioration.

"It frustrates him," the friend said. "He'll say, 'They say I have brain damage from playing,' trying to make a joke of it."

In 2011, Curtis told Fox Sports writer Dave Scheiber: "I had a physical to see if I had a loose brain. It was an eight-hour physical, and they saw certain signs that the brain had scar tissue or something in it. That was a sign, theoretically, that you're a head case."

The tests revealed significant memory impairment, and the data were consistent with dementia.

"Put it this way," Curtis told Scheiber. "I didn't notice any difference. I'm trying to think if there's any difference now."

Sonny Odom, Curtis' former Duke teammate and longtime friend who is now a professional photographer in the Washington, D.C., area, said: "Mike always says: 'I never hit anybody with my head. I was too smart for that.' But the tests registered that he had head trauma."

Curtis' old Duke teammate Futrell works in the stem cell arena.

"It's a huge issue, this connection between football and brain injuries," Futrell said. "Frankly, it's pretty undeniable. What I think is going to happen, there's evolution. The sport is in transition. Parents are not allowing kids to engage the way they used to. I don't think there's any question it's contributed to Mike's situation."

But during a lengthy phone conversation, Curtis was smart, funny, insightful -- and his memories seemed vivid.

He still remembered the time he seemed ready to decapitate Gabriel -- "Nah, I shut down right before I hit him," he laughed -- and the time he leveled that fan who tried to swipe the football from the field of play.

"I didn't want this guy to change the mood of the game," he said. "We're out there in the middle of a war, and this guy thinks it's funny."

For Curtis, football wasn't funny. It was wartime, and he fought with uncommon skill and ferocity. Now comes a final struggle for Hall of Fame recognition.