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Earl Campbell's Enduring Appeal

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Earl Campbell's Enduring Appeal

Sometimes it feels as if our heroes are all that are worth remembering in life.

In today's sports world, faces and names come and go quicker than you can say brittle material. In football, the hero and legend status are doled out far too easily.

Despite an exit from football more than 30 years ago, Earl Campbell's name still packs the same heroic wallop. His memory in the hearts of the public deservedly legendary.


It's been more than three decades since the 5'11", 232-pound ball-carrying bull from the University of Texas, joined the Houston Oilers as the first player taken in the 1978 National Football League Draft.

One year earlier, Campbell was a consensus All-American and the Heisman Trophy winner. His painstaking style of running earned him induction in the NFL Hall of Fame, in 1991.

Campbell's game revealed itself in a character of black and blue shades. His type of sport was more about combat and collective risk -- to himself and to the opposition.

When he joined the NFL he was adequately humble and adequately in touch with the reality of the sport and position he played.

"I think that a lot of guys, they get out of football and they are lost," says Campbell, 58.

Guys have been instructed on what to do from seven to five every day, and told what to do and not to do, and that's a hard switch. I tell guys at the university level to try everything they can to be a student-athlete, but to really learn how to be a student, and to get a degree.

Football will outlast you, and that's what coach Bum Phillips always said. I always listened to what it was that he was saying. Eight years went by so fast, it was unbelievable. I made preparation, and I was always thinking about life after football, even after 1978 when I was drafted. I got a Bachelor's degree. I was always thinking about life after football.

Part of his life after football is Earl Campbell Meat Products, which has manufactured sausage products for retail and food service sectors. Campbell's popular hot links deliver a unique Texas flavor that harkens back to his childhood.

Says Campbell:

I used to barbecue a lot when I was in pro football. I had the guys coming over every now and then. At the University of Texas, even back then, there were two guys who wanted to meet me and talk about a business, and that started the ball rolling. I was fortunate enough to have an accountant, a banker and a financial advisor, meeting once a month, starting my rookie season. Fortunately, I found a company, and the good Lord has blessed me.

Business wasn't a smooth ride for Campbell. In fact, when big Earl spoke, at first, some were not too keen on responding to his questions or suggestions.

Early on, it was hard to get people to respect my ideas. I was told a bunch of no's. But persistence, it's all persistence. At the beginning, people didn't want to listen to Magic Johnson about business. They didn't want to listen to him, but they wanted his autograph before the meeting. When you sit in the office, you have to know what you are talking about. Sometimes your friends would say, 'are you serious?' You start asking yourself if you are serious. It don't hurt to have those personal accolades behind your business.

I realized it was a good idea to get good people around me. I was thinking, 'hey, you as an individual, you don't know everything, you don't know all of the responsibilities.' It was better to take heed of what they are saying. It's been a great ride. When people hear about the success, they don't know what you went through.

Tyler, Texas Product


Born March 29, 1955, in Tyler, Texas, Campbell grew up with 10 brothers and sisters. His mother worked in the rose fields. Dad died when he was in the fifth grade. Around that time, he started playing flag football. Tackle football followed in the eighth grade. His earliest memories revolved around football, and, well, barbecue.

In Texas, everyone thinks that they can do their own barbecue, and every man thinks he's the best at it. My dad was gone, but there was always a brother, or a neighbor, thinking that they could cook. There was always someone out there doing a brisket.

Campbell's Tyler High School won the state football championship in 1973, at a time when the city of Tyler was deeply split racially, and integration was still a freshly introduced concept.

"That was the thing that brought the whole city together," says Campbell. "We've got a long way to go, but, boy, we have come a long ways."

In 1978, he was named the NFL's Most Valuable Player, All-Pro and Rookie of the Year. His running was never to be confused with high-brow artistry or classical ballet. The field was a battleground and he was at war.

On a Monday night game (November 20, 1978) against the Miami Dolphins he rushed for 199 yards and four touchdowns to lead the Oilers to a 35-30 victory.

Campbell played football with his whole body, his hands, head, face, and shoulders. Who can forget him spearing his head unforgivably into the guts of the opposition? Testament to Earl's structural endurance, he missed only six games out of 115 because of injuries. He was never fearful of shifting his weight and starting another aggressive push into a defender; he moved as if inspired by some stronger form of gravity.

His finest year statistically came in 1980, when he rushed for 1,934 yards, at the time the second-highest single season total.

In his eight-season career, Campbell rushed 2,187 times for 9,407 yards, and 74 touchdowns.

Says Christian Campbell, one of Earl's two sons:

It's amazing that even though he hasn't played ball since 1985, people are just as happy to see him as if it were yesterday. When people see him in the airport, they freak out. He is always doing something or going somewhere. There are a lot of things that may surprise people about Earl. Like the fact that he and Willie Nelson have been friends for more than 30 years.


Physical Game

Pure and simple, America is obsessed with football. We're obsessed with a sport in which men tolerate pain and gnarl their bodies, obsessed with the twisted wreckage, and the high-velocity reality of bravado. Campbell understands this obsession, and he doesn't see the need to modify the game or attempt to make it gentler. He doesn't need to engage in any highfalutin intellectual debate about it. Figure skating it isn't. Period.

"It's not supposed to be elementary school flag football," says Campbell, "with no bumping or hitting. That isn't football."


Earl Campbell was a glorified superhero of brute professionalism -- and his body has paid the price of that violent absorption.

In 2009, Campbell was recovering from his fifth back operation after being diagnosed with a genetic condition called spinal stenosis -- in other words, his spinal cord canal narrowed to the point that it compressed his nerves.

To mute the incessant pain, his doctor prescribed high-potency pain medication. Soon, he began mixing the Vicodin and Oxycontin with Budweiser.

Nothing about addiction is ever prettily orchestrated. Pain eases. Pain is tamed. But then the substances overwhelm.

Campbell began fumbling his words, alienating family, struggling to remember formerly familiar things, and squandering important business opportunities.

His two sons, Tyler and Christian, told their father one morning that they worried about his health, and that they would be admitting him to a rehabilitation center. That, he says, was without question "the lowest point in my life."

He went along with the scenario. But at first, he was incredulous about his needing clinical help.

"I didn't believe I belonged with people hooked on heroin, cocaine. But I began to see myself in all of their stories and realized that we were all fighting the same fight."

The date of November 16, 2013, marked Campbell's four-year anniversary of being clean of alcohol and painkillers.

"I am incredibly fortunate to have my family's support and access to medical care and addiction treatment care. Other individuals and families who battle addiction aren't so lucky."

Campbell believes that God rescued him from the destructive throes of addiction.

"I thank God for the support of my family and fans," says Campbell.

Back to the Basics


Earl Campbell has a deep connection with God -- and his abiding sense of gratitude underscores the closeness of that relationship.

I got away from the basics, and now I'm getting back to the basics. I tried all of the weak, fast stuff. I can say that if you don't have God in your life, it won't last. If you tell Him thank you for what He has done in your life, he will do more for you. Man wakes up in a different world all the time, the only thing consistent, and that doesn't change, is God. You can dial him up anytime.

Nobody can stop you from talking to the good man, and to express, and to holler. My mother raised us in that Baptist church. I go there now, and even though she is not here right now, I go there and I thank her for what she taught us.

Earl Campbell helped pave the path of modern football as the primal thrill of violent sports entertainment. There was a time when he was blessed with the power of a locomotive and he could demolish a defender with a single spear of the helmet.

But that was then, and he is a different man now.

Crippled by the game that he loved, he leads a life of wheelchairs, walkers and canes. Despite the physical setbacks, that misery that had once bowed him over is all gone.

When he talks about gratitude, he is just as captivating as he was when he once walked down the runway, ready to engage in battle on the football field.

He is wiser, more learned, a bit more pious, and he has no reason to ever hang his head down.

He's Earl Campbell -- and we still love him.

"I've learned in life that we all go through things," says Campbell. "But you don't get there all by yourself. That somebody, and that something, that is with you all of the way, that is Him."

Brian D'Ambrosio is the author of 10 books, including a recently released book about the lives of former NHL tough guys, "Warriors on the Ice: Hockey's Toughest Talk."



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I'll share my Earl Campbell moments and connections . . . 


I'm from East Texas, first marriage was to an East Texas gal from just north of Tyler (Lindale). We found a home to rent on Ann Campbell Rd in a little community called Swann. Mrs Campbell lived two doors down from us. I often saw Earl going to and from her house.


One evening while out having a beer at a pub called Charlie-O's in Tyler, I spot Earl Campbell in the bar sitting at a table next to a guy who was almost as big as he was. I'm thinking, what the heck, I'll buy him a beer. So I approach, hold my hand out and shake his hand and offer to buy him a beer. He says "sure" and asks my name. He introduces me to his brother, Tim.


Of course, I spent about five minutes telling him how I'd always looked up to him and admired his play and the fact that he was the best RB in Texas history, all of which he smiled real big and gave out a hearty laugh. His thighs were simply intimidating. I've never seen thighs that large before or since. One of his thighs was larger than my chest.


But the biggest thing I took away from that was his friendliness, willing to talk to an ordinary fan and have them join him at a table for a beer. He and Tim were both extremely nice and we talked football for a good hour or so. I told them both where I lived so we talked neighborhood politics for a time, too.


In my mind, the man is larger than life. He represents so many good things about the human spirit. I'll always have a special place for him in my heart.

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A few years ago, I would sometimes see Earl in traffic in Austin.  I'd always flash my Hook 'em at him.  He'd always grin and throw the Horns up. Back in '77 in Jester, I was walking back from picking up my mail.  While turning a corner, I actually ran right into him.  What was I reading that distracted me? Dave Campbell's old weekly newsletter's review of how Earl had manhandled Boston College the week before.  Earl was so nice that he apologized to me, even though it was clearly my fault.

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You guys can debate this all you want but, IMHO, he was, quite simply, the best.


Darrell Royal, when asked the difference between Earl and Ricky Williams, he said "When Earl ran, snot flew - doesn't happen with Williams".


In the storied history of the University of Texas, there has never been a running back as great as Earl Campbell.

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Years ago a lady told me a story about a guy she was sitting next to on an airplane. Said everyone kept coming over and asking for his autograph, so she decided she better get one as well. She was not a football fan, was told by family later that the autograph was Earl's!


I got Earl's autograph at the Alumni baseball game around 1987-88. He was doing a radio interview at a table outside the Disch. My buddy and I grabbed two 8 x 10 pictures of the tower lit up with the number one from the table and Earl promptly signed as he gave the interview. Still have that framed, only drawback is the goofball standing on the fountain in the picture wearing knee high stripped tube socks.

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Great read, thanks SHA.


I'm too young to have followed his career at UT but some of my earliest football memories are of him with the Oilers.



As exciting as he was to watch at Texas, you should have seen him play HS ball at John Tyler. I saw him in the play offs his senior year. He was a man among boys. He played MLB just about as well as he played TB - equally dominating. By the fourth quarter, he was just wearing people out. I knew when I was watching him then that he was something very special.


I also had the pleasure of seeing Billy Simms in a play off game against Mt Vernon back in the day. Saw him run four straight times for a 90+ yd TD. The refs kept throwing flags and he kept breaking them for scores on the next play.


I also saw David Overstreet at Big Sandy. Bobby Mitchell was before him. Both were stellar of course, but none of them were as impressive as Earl was at John Tyler. Earl sent people out of the game.


During my senior year, I was voted to the All East Texas Team. We had a color team photo in the Longview News-Journal. There I was, sitting right next to Edwin Simmons of Hawkins (UT tailback). He was one strange dude.





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I have seen a lot of football games in my lifetime. The most violent, physically punishing game I ever

saw was when the Oilers played the Steelers late in the 1980 season in the Astrodome. The Oilers

won 6-0. The Oiler offense the entire game was just handing the ball off to Earl. I couldn't believe the

level of punishment Earl absorbed...and dealt out...that night. It's no wonder that Earl suffers a lot in

his older years...I bet a lot of those Steeler players he crashed into are hurting in their older years as


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In the early '80s I joined a health club in Houston and one of the amenities it offered was an ice bath.  It was a small pool about 3' x 5' and was filled with freezing cold water.  I had a bum knee and would put my leg...only my leg in the ice pool and it was so cold I literally could not keep it in for more than a couple of minutes.


One day, I came down to the wet area and got in the whirlpool right next to the ice bath and noticed a head sticking out of the water.  Well, it was a Monday after a Sunday game and the head belonged to Earl Campbell.  He stayed in that ice bath completely submerged for at least 15 minutes.  It was so long I was wondering if he would be able to get out on his own.  I don't know how he could even move after that long.  He had to be completely without numb.


That's the first time I ever realized how beat up these NFL guys can get.

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