Remembering The Ultimate Workhorse
June 28th, 2012As many of Joe’s regular readers know, Joe is a two-headed monster: one grew up in the cornfields of southern Illinois, the other in the wilds of Sopranos country in New Jersey.
For the Joe of the cornfields, when he grew up, college football (at the time) was little more than a bore. All that damned wishbone offense. Joe was allergic to the wishbone as in high school, as a safety, that offense simply buffaloed him.
With the exception watching Notre Dame game replays early on Sunday mornings (Lindsey Nelson, anyone?) featuring Jerome Heavens, Joe’s Saturday afternoons were limited to watching Nebraska hero Johnny Rodgers and Oklahoma icon Billy Sims slice through helpless defenses and seeing wildman Ohio State chieftain Woody Hayes deck a sideline cameraman.
More importantly to Joe, those cloudy, gray, cold Saturday afternoons in the fall brought NFL Films into Joe’s home, which was must-see TV for Joe. He’d watch NFL Films’ Game of the Week and other NFL Films highlight shows before he’d watch the boring Big Ten (and some people think the Big Ten is boring now, ha!).
This was long before the NFL Network, long before BSPN, hell, before cable. So for millions like Joe, NFL Films was the weekly window into the NFL. It was where Joe first heard (and saw) the likes of Jim Plunkett, Rocky Blier, Mick Tinglehoff, Doug Plank and Billy “White Shoes” Johnson.
It seems Warren McCarty of the NationalFootballPost.com was enamoured with NFL Films from his Texas outpost as Joe was. It was there, McCarty writes, that he fell in love with the ultimate workhorse running back, James Wilder of the Bucs.
McKay realized that after a dismal 2-14 campaign in 1983, he needed to ride the best player on his roster. To say that Wilder was the focal point of the offense might be an understatement…he was the offense. Wilder ran for 1,544 yards that year on an amazing 407 carries. That was a single-season NFL record, which has only been surpassed twice (Larry Johnson now holds the record with his 416 carries in KC in 2006). On September 30, 1984 he carried the ball 43 times against the Packers, which is the 2nd most carries in a single game in NFL history.
Okay, so the Bucs fed Wilder the ball a lot, you saw him a few times on the Sunday pre-game shows and liked their unis, but they went 6-10 that year and went on to stink for another decade. Big deal. Golf clap, right? Wrong.
In 1984, Wilder also led the Bucs in receiving with 85 catches. That’s not a type-o. He had 85 catches to go with those 407 carries. 492 times the Buccaneers put the ball in Wilder’s hands, hoping for something positive, and the end result was 2,229 yards from scrimmage and 13 touchdowns. 45% of the Bucs offensive plays ended up in his hands. That’s a lot of collisions, and a lot of pounding. No other player in the history of the NFL has touched the ball more in one season than James Wilder did that year.
One can only wonder exactly what Wilder would have done on a decent team with the overall talent he had.
While no NFL coach with a conscience will ever feed a running back that many times again, Wilder, in many respects, is the type of running backs teams are still seeking.







Leave it to a former offensive lineman to call for the Bucs to pound the rock relentlessly and thoroughly play to the strength of its O-line.


In a move clearly designed to start the New Schiano Order on the right foot and end the community stain of TV blackouts of home Bucs games, Team Glazer has announced it is selling home-opener tickets early — starting Friday — plus opening-day concessions will be half price and some free parking will be available for that game.


Before former Bucs safety Sean Jones turned into a serial loafer, he was a “Wolf,”
The whole likelihood floated yesterday of 

One of the most exciting hires by the Bucs last year was pass-rush guru Keith Millard. He came to Tampa with big-time experience and a strong endorsement from Warren Sapp, who was coached by Millard in Oakland. Plus Millard brought an old school work ethic and everything about him screamed that he was a no-BS football coach.


Greg Schiano may have a five-year contract, but that doesn’t mean he has a lot of time to turn around the Buccaneers.

