The Whisperer Remembers ... Louis Lipps.

Father Time is unbeaten and at some point, every player, regardless of his size, speed, strength, and any other measurable, at some point they all have to hang it up. During the mid to late 70’s, Stallworth and Swann formed the premier receiving duo in the league. Following their fourth Super Bowl win, those two legendary receivers got a knock from the man himself, telling them their time was short. No worries, he had already found a replacement.

He lived down south in Southern Mississippi to be exact. His feet were fleet, his heart was big, and his hands were sure, just the right combination for a city and fanbase that had become accustomed to both. He was also plenty tough: tough enough to go over the middle when the situation called for him to do so, and tough enough to brave the frigid temperatures that the region promised.

While his teams never reached the celebrated heights of the Steelers of the late 70’s, his game did. As he took the receiving baton, he carried a tradition with grace, honor, and skill. When his lap was complete, when his race was done, he passed it on to the next knowing his job was not only done, but, in the rich proud tradition of Steeler football, his job was done well. Whisperer Nation, warm your hands and when you’re done, how about a long, well-deserved round of handclaps for former Pittsburgh Steeler receiver … Mr. Louis Lipps.