Back in the days when I first started writing about the Dallas Cowboys, one of the first FanPosts that I penned took a look back on one of the great fullbacks to ever wear the star on his helmet, Robert Newhouse. As a young fan, Robert was one of those guys that always seemed to be doing something good for the team, making positive things happen. With my love of the history and lore that revolves around America's Team, I felt the need to share Robert's story with the readers here at Blogging The Boys. Today I am saddened to write another post about one of my early heroes, a Cowboy who has gone to his eternal reward.
Another sad day for the Cowboys as Robert Newhouse dies of heart disease at the Mayo Clinic.— Charean Williams (@NFLCharean) July 23, 2014
Robert Newhouse was a native of Longview, Texas and played his high school ball in the town of Hallsville before attending college on a football scholarship. As a fellow University of Houston alum, I am equally proud of Newhouse's achievements as both a Cougar and a Cowboy. In school Robert piled up the yardage while leading U of H to some of its most successful seasons in school history. During his senior season Newhouse set school records with 1,757 yards rushing, ten games with over 100 yards on the ground, and three where he eclipsed the 200-yard barrier. Those are the kind of numbers that quickly get the attention of NFL teams, as my front page colleague Kegbearer pointed out. He directed me to a quote from the book The Ones Who Hit The Hardest by Chad Millman and Shawn Coyne.
"As the 1972 draft neared, [Chuck] Noll eyed a running back from Houston named Robert Newhouse. An All-American, Newhouse finished his senior year with the second-most rushing yards in a season in NCAA history. He wasn't big, but he was squat and ran low to the ground. He used his forty-four-inch thighs to churn through tacklers, earning him the nickname "The Human Bowling Ball." One arm wasn't enough to bring him down, and neither were two. It took an entire team. Noll looked at Newhouse and thought he was the antidote to the Steelers' offensive ills."
My dad always talked about how his thighs were larger than his waist, and he had to have his pants special made. Loved to watch him hit the line. - Tom Ryle