Why do we love Bobby? Partially because he was a no excuse making leader of men that some how operated a run and shoot offense with an octogenarians elbow ligaments, but mostly because he's not this guy.
And that's not even the worst picture we could find of Jeff George, just the worst one we could find of him in Falcons gear.
Crappy Attitude? Check!
One last note. We don't mean to cast dispersions on Father Hebert's man hood, but exactly how old was T Bob when he got two big to go across his daddy's knee? Twelve, thirteen months?