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	<title>Comments on: A BEAR BRYANT STORY</title>
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		<title>By: James A. Clemmons Sr.</title>
		<link>http://www.hamptonroadspub.com/blog/2006/11/30/a-bear-bryant-story/#comment-4584</link>
		<dc:creator>James A. Clemmons Sr.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 21:19:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The more articles I read about COACH BRYANT, such as this one, the more admiration and respect I have for the man called BEAR. I personally compare all other coaches to him, as to how he treated his players,(if Bama lost a game " I was out coached." If Bama won, "My boys played a great game.") Bear never took the credit nor did he point his finger to blame. He was and still is the greatest EVER.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The more articles I read about COACH BRYANT, such as this one, the more admiration and respect I have for the man called BEAR. I personally compare all other coaches to him, as to how he treated his players,(if Bama lost a game &#8221; I was out coached.&#8221; If Bama won, &#8220;My boys played a great game.&#8221;) Bear never took the credit nor did he point his finger to blame. He was and still is the greatest EVER.</p>
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		<title>By: fourthstooge</title>
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		<dc:creator>fourthstooge</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 16:39:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>what a wonderful man Paul Bryant was.  the state of Alabama is richer for his being...

and ROLL TIDE</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>what a wonderful man Paul Bryant was.  the state of Alabama is richer for his being&#8230;</p>
<p>and ROLL TIDE</p>
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		<title>By: Deah Chamberlain</title>
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		<dc:creator>Deah Chamberlain</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 20:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I stumbled upon this story, I was half expecting to hear another horror tale about the Bear, and how mean and tough he was.
It was a great relief to read a pleasant account, and I was touched.

Paul "Bear" Bryant was my great uncle, the baby brother of my grandfather.  To me, he was "Uncle Paul".  I did't know he was famous until I was a big kid.  I just knew my brother always got sideline passes...and I couldn't... because I was a "girl"!  I remember him well, and...although he was gruff and crusty, he was a real sweetheart to me.  He even offered to let me live with his family if my mother would let me go to school at Alabama.  (She didn't!... too far from home!)  

Thank you for printing this honorable account.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I stumbled upon this story, I was half expecting to hear another horror tale about the Bear, and how mean and tough he was.<br />
It was a great relief to read a pleasant account, and I was touched.</p>
<p>Paul &#8220;Bear&#8221; Bryant was my great uncle, the baby brother of my grandfather.  To me, he was &#8220;Uncle Paul&#8221;.  I did&#8217;t know he was famous until I was a big kid.  I just knew my brother always got sideline passes&#8230;and I couldn&#8217;t&#8230; because I was a &#8220;girl&#8221;!  I remember him well, and&#8230;although he was gruff and crusty, he was a real sweetheart to me.  He even offered to let me live with his family if my mother would let me go to school at Alabama.  (She didn&#8217;t!&#8230; too far from home!)  </p>
<p>Thank you for printing this honorable account.</p>
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