Hall Won Sudden Death Playoff with Death Itself

Lots of golfers can say they won a sudden death playoff. But, how many can say they won a sudden death playoff with death itself?

Sam Hall, one of tonight’s Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame inductees, can.

This was in 1995 when the then-61-year-old Hall already had won more than 300 amateur golf tournaments. Hall suffered a heart attack – and that was just for starters. Complications from an aneurysm in his abdomen led to gangrene in his feet. Doctors lopped off four of his toes and approximately a third of his right foot.

He was hospitalized for nearly three months, bedridden for most of five. He lost 37 pounds.

Jerry Weeks, now the Southern Miss golf coach, then the Hattiesburg Country Club pro, remembers visiting a gaunt and much-in-pain Hall in the hospital. "I thought he was going to die," Weeks says.

"There were some times we didn't know," Stan Hall, Sam's son, says."The outlook wasn't all that great."

"I think now that I might have been the only one around who didn't believe I was going to die," Hall says. "Dying never entered my mind."

Rebels' Crawford: A Jack of all Trade

We live in a sports era of specialization. Young athletes choose a sport - or parents choose it for them - at an early age and stick with that sport at the expense of all others.

Gone are the days of the three-sport letterman at the collegiate level. Rarely, do we find one who even plays two.

Gone are the days of athletes as versatile as Eddie Crawford, who not only lettered but starred in three sports at Ole Miss. Crawford belongs in the Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame for any number of reasons, not the least of which was his amazing versatility.

Crawford starred as a halfback and defensive back for coach Johnny Vaught's 1954-56 football teams that won 26 games and played in both Sugar and Cotton Bowls. For four years, he was the Ole Miss center fielder in baseball, leading the SEC in home runs and making All-Conference as a senior. In 1954-55, he was a standout for the Ole Miss basketball team and also competed in sprint events for the Rebels track team. He turned down bonus money from the Brooklyn Dodgers baseball team to return and play his senior season of football for Vaught, a story we'll get to later.

A typical February day for Crawford in 1955: Classes all morning, batting practice at noon, spring football practice at 2 and a basketball game or practice that night.

Blades Blazes Trail for Softball

Before Courtney Blades-Rogers became an All-American softball pitcher at Southern Miss, no pitcher in NCAA history had ever struck out as many as 500 batters in a single season.

As a senior in the spring 2000, Blades-Rogers, fanned 663.

She practically rewrote the NCAA softball record book, which is why Blades-Rogers tonight becomes the first softball player ever to be inducted into the Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame.

You could make a case that no athlete in Mississippi history has ever had a greater impact on one athletic program than Blades-Rogers had on USM softball. Back then, USM didn't even have a softball stadium, and yet the Lady Eagles advanced to the College World Series in both her junior and senior seasons.

The numbers sound like they are coming directly out of Ripley's Believe it or Not. After transferring from Nicholls (La.) State to USM for her junior season, she proceeded to strike out 497 batters, setting a new NCAA Division I season record, eclipsing Michelle Granger's previous mark of 484, set in 1993. Her 43 wins, 0.99 earned run average, 318.0 innings and 22 shutouts set all new school records. The victory total was the fourth best ever in the NCAA annals and led the nation that year.

She was just getting warmed up. She won 52 games, another NCAA record, as a senior, setting the career strikeout record in the process. She pitched two perfect games that season, including a 1-0 victory over the No. 2 ranked Arizona Wildcats, who led the nation in hitting that season. USM finished third in the College World Series, still the highest ever finish for a Mississippi softball team.

"I was very fortunate, but I also know that I worked very hard," Blades-Rogers says, when asked about her success at USM. "I really think that I had a great team behind me. Coach (Lu) Harris called the pitches so she made that easy for me. I still talk to each and every one of those players to this day.

We've Lost Three Great Ones

Tonight we celebrate Mississippi's rich sports history with the 50th annual Hall of Fame Induction Banquet, sponsored by BancorpSouth. We celebrate the present. We celebrate the past.

Sadly, we will remember the three Hall of Famers we have lost in the past 12 months: Roland Dale, Kent Hull and Bucky McElroy. I am proud to have called all three friends.

Roland Dale, a great player and top-notch assistant coach at Ole Miss, later became the athletic director at Southern Miss. He steered the Golden Eagles into the Metro Conference and hired these Hall of Fame coaches: M.K. Turk, Bobby Collins and Hill Denson. At USM, Roland always did a lot with a little. I knew him to be a kind and honest man, who could be tough when the situation called for toughness.

I first met Kent Hull when he was a 17-year-old, 195-pound freshman center at Mississippi State, elevated to a starter because of injuries. He took his licks early on but Emory Bellard was right when he said, "Kent Hull is going to be a great one." I later covered Kent in four different Super Bowls. He never changed. He was always kind, always honest, always humble — a true gentleman. This will tell you something: When Kent retired from the Buffalo Bills, the Buffalo area media threw a party for him. That might not have happened before or since where any professional athlete is concerned. But Kent was that kind of person. People gravitated to him; people loved him.

Bucky McElroy played at USM before my memory begins, but my daddy always talked about what a splendid player he was and I've seen the 16 mm film from those days when little Mississippi Southern defeated both Georgia and Alabama. Bucky was a big, fast back with the size and speed to play today. I did know Bucky later in life and attended his funeral last week in Monroe, La., where his rich life was celebrated by a church filled with friends and admirers. He was remembered for his philanthropy in Monroe, especially for the hungry and the homeless. A month ago, I received a letter in the mail from Bucky. He said he regretted that he could not attend this years induction ceremony for the first time but his health just wouldn't allow it. He enclosed a check for $1,000 to the Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame and said, "Rick, I know you can use this."

We certainly can. We induct six new members of the Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame, but we also remember the three splendid Hall of Famers we have lost.

Tom Patterson: He Named the Egg Bowl

This one is going to be a bit personal. Tom Patterson, who revolutionized sports journalism in Mississippi, died Wednesday night in Roseville, Calif., near Sacramento. He was 61.

Tom hired me at The Clarion-Ledger in the summer of 1979. I am forever grateful. He brought me back home.

By then, Patterson had built a sports staff as proficient as any in the country, and that's no exaggeration. Both the Clarion-Ledger and the Jackson Daily News sports sections, then the afternoon paper, won national awards with such regularity it was the norm, not the exception. We were good, and Patterson knew we were good.

Patterson, a short, elfish, bespectacled, balding and bearded man with mischievous eyes, was the center of our storm. He had ideas the way Nike has shoes. He was a whirling dervish of energy, and he demanded all around him work as hard as he.

This will tell you much about Patterson, his ideas and his ego. He didn't think Mississippi sports teams measured up to his sports sections. He wanted to show off all that talent with a special section covering a special event. Problem was, the Ole Miss and Mississippi State football teams weren't good enough at the time to qualify for a bowl game.

Kinnison Carries on Ferriss Tradition

In college baseball, 40-victory seasons are considered the gold standard. Kinnison's teams routinely win more. The story of how Kinnison, the hard-working son of a Yazoo County farmer, found his way to Delta State and eventually came back to his alma mater is one worth telling and re-telling. As you might guess, Boo Ferriss is a huge part of the story. The two form a two-man mutual admiration society. Kinnison first met Boo Ferriss when Ferriss spoke at the Benton Academy athletic banquet Kinnison's senior season. "Coach made such a strong impression, not just about baseball and sports but about life and about planning for your future. That was in 1973 and I remember thinking even then that Coach Ferriss would be a great person to play for."

But Kinnison was not college baseball material at that point. A late bloomer, he spent his first two years out of high school at Holmes Community College in Goodman, Miss., where he played football and baseball as a freshman and basketball and baseball as a sophomore. "Baseball was what I loved," Kinnison said. "I asked my coach to put in a word for me at Delta State. He said he would call Coach Ferriss." Ferriss promised Kinnison a chance to walk on and try out. "So I went to Delta State and registered and showed up for the first baseball meeting, and Coach told us we would have open tryouts," Kinnison says. "I looked around and saw about 70 guys there and that's when dawned on me that I was little bitty fish in a great big pond."

Making matters worse, Kinnison had spent the previous summer away from baseball. He needed money to pay his tuition, so he worked off-shore on an oil rig. You can't take much batting practice in the Gulf of Mexico. Kinnison was more than a little rusty when he arrived at Delta State. "Delta State was a much more advanced program than anything I had ever seen," Kinnison said. "I'll give you an example. I had never in my life hit off a pitching machine. Anybody who has ever played baseball will tell you how different that is. I don't think I impressed anybody. Coach Ferriss gave me an extended look, but I just didn't do enough."

Coming Full Circle

Twenty years ago, a group of us got together over plates of red beans and rice at Hal and Mal's. We shared a dream: a museum to showcase what Mississippians do best.


Two decades later this week, I have accepted the job of executive director of the Mississippi Sports Hall of Fame and Museum, succeeding my late and dear friend Michale Rubenstein, who ate the beans and rice that day, too. For the past four decades plus, I have covered Mississippi athletes and have become more and more passionate about their achievements and their major role in our state's heritage. Our museum is a showcase of what Mississippians do best. I intend to see it grow and prosper


It is a little known story of how the museum became a reality, and now seems as good a time as any to share it:


The call came late one afternoon 20 years ago. The bright voice on the other end of the line said, "Would you please hold for Commissioner Ross?" Me being a sports writer and all, I thought to myself, "Commissioner Ross of what? What league have I ticked off now?" The only commissioners I ever wrote much about back then were named Kramer and Rozelle, Ross didn't ring my bell.