Fran Tarkenton revived Giants when Jets were kings of New York
The giants were desperate. Think things were bad in recent years? In 1966 they bottomed out, going 1-12-1 two seasons after going 2-10-2. They were turning the city over, piece by piece, to the Jets — whose star quarterback Joe Namath was already a star off the field, even as he worked to become one on it.
So the Giants pulled the trigger on a monumental deal on March 7, 1967. They sent the Minnesota Vikings two first-round picks, a second-rounder and a player to be named for Francis Asbury Tarkenton, a 27-year-old quarterback. who could run and pass with equal skill, who had made two Pro Bowls with the expansion Vikings but had grown disenchanted with their hard-line coach, Norm Van Brocklin.
“You give up a lot to get a lot,” Giants coach Allie Sherman said in a news conference that day. “We think Fran can come in here and make this team make a run for it.”
Fran Tarkenton helped lead the Giants out of the wilderness when he was acquired in 1967, ending a 17-year playoff drought. Kidwiler Collection/Diamond Images/Getty Images
The Giants and Vikings, who meet Sunday afternoon in Minneapolis in a wild-card playoff game, will be forever linked by the trade. The Vikings believed he would improve them in a hurry, and they were right—within two years they won the NFC under a quarterback most unlike Tarkenton, named Joe Kapp.
Well, the truth was that they immediately became observable again. Tarkenton was a fearless player and in many ways was the forerunner, for nearly 60 years, of the kind of quarterback play we routinely see now — from Josh Allen to Lamar Jackson, Daniel Jones to Jalen Hurts. Van Brocklin mockingly called him a “mix,” but Sherman was quick to say his new prize was more than that.
“That’s a misused word,” Sherman said. “Diffusion is a better word. In Fran’s case, presentation is a quality. He knows when to come out of that pocket and he doesn’t come out without reason. It’s an instinct. He can turn a down game into a productive game.”
And the thing is, Tarkenton did exactly what the Giants hoped he would do. From the ashes of ’66, they went 14-14 the next two years, and Tarkenton made two Pro Bowls. In 1970, the Giants went 9-5 and weren’t eliminated from the playoffs until the last day of the season, one full year into a 17-year wilderness of playoff obscurity.
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Of course, as big as Tarkenton was, he didn’t help the Giants make their targeted attacks against the jets. In 1967, while Tarkenton had a breakout year (29 TD passes), Namath threw for a record 4,007 yards. In 1968 Tarkenton was formidable again, but the Jets went 11-3 and won the Super Bowl. Tarkenton, despite his colorful personality and elite skills, was the other obvious quarterback in town.
It overshadows what was actually a terrific Giants career for Tarkenton — who from 1967-71 threw for 13,905 yards, ran for 1,126, had 103 touchdown passes (and 10 TD runs) and 72 interceptions. (Namath’s numbers in those years: 11,684 passing yards, 56 rushing yards, 70 passing TDs, four rushing and 80 interceptions.)
But Tarkenton was 33-36 for the Giants, with zero playoff appearances; Namath 32-17-1 for the Jets, with a win in Super Bowl III.
This, as much as anything else, soured Tarkenton on his experience with the Giants. After a subpar 1971 season, Tarkenton declared he would retire unless he was traded elsewhere—the “elsewhere” turned out to be his old home, Metropolitan Stadium in Minneapolis. The Giants received a three-man haul, including quarterback Norm Snead. The Vikings ended up riding Tarkenton to three Super Bowl appearances in four years from 1973-76.
Tarkenton is rightly remembered as a lifelong Viking.
But for one brief shining moment, he also breathed life into Big Blue, managing to stake a claim for his share of the quarterback market in this city at a time when it seemed like Joe Namath was everywhere, selling everything.
“I loved New York,” Tarkenton said a few years ago, “but in those days it was very clear that New York was a Jets town. More specifically, it was a Joe Willie town.”
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Steve Harris: For the Knicks, 40-45 wins seems fair and certainly better and more fun than the 25 years before this coaching staff. However, without a true superstar, they are no match for the elite teams.
Vac: If the NBA were like a golf tournament, the Knicks could do well in the top flight.
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Albert Carbone: Your column about the NFL season being too long was spot on. If I remember correctly, Pete Rozelle always said his biggest concern was overexposure. He’s in NFL Heaven right now yelling “Stop!”
Vac: I’m pretty sure in NFL Heaven, seasons are still 16 games long.
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@MikeVacc: For all their glory, in the last four decades, the Giants have three playoff losses — this, the Flipper Anderson game and the 2003 Candlestick lead — that still cause some lingering migraines among the faithful.
Marty Gavin: Too bad the Jets finale wasn’t at the Meadowlands as it was a perfect football afternoon for a flyover — SELL … THE TEAM …
Vac: We’re getting closer and closer to that, aren’t we?