Jimmy Dunn, well, he certainly would have a mighty moment to remember, and he did. The others had theirs, but, well, Dunn’s I knew would be the best.

It was a lunch at Donatello’s fine dining place on Dale Mabry in Tampa.

Assembled were Dunn (shown during his playing days in Gainesville), eyeman Dr. Jack Guggino, surgeon Dr. Tony Pizzo, host and tomatom an Frank Campisi, and myself. The main speaker, Dr. Victor Martinez, was in court, as an expert witness, not on trial.

Boxing dominated early on the sports talk agenda, because Dr. Guggino was in so many corners and the rest of us had covered or watched live fights here through the fighting years of Willie Pep, Tommy Gomez, John Mugabi, Bob Foster and the promoting years of Lou Viscusi and Phil Alessi.

But, my conversation with Jimmy Dunn about a college milestone he may have set got us to individual heroics. I had asked ex-quarterback Dunn about his long touchdown run with an option left when he kept the ball and went 85 yards for the only score for the Gators at Jacksonville and the win over Georgia.

He said it was his play of forever but he believes when he ran in a bobbled extra-point center snap against Tulane in the first quarter of the first game of 1958 he may have become the first two-point converter ever.

“I looked and looked,” said Dunn. “We began play at 2 p.m. and were on the Eastern time zone clock. I think I am in somebody’s record book. But, the long TD run was special. My mother was there, but in the ladies room when I broke it. Never let her forget it.”

If nothing else, Jimmy Dunn is now in the Donatello’s college football record book for the first two-point conversion ever. That 85-yard touchdown run to beat Georgia wasn’t bad either. Put that in the book as well, spoke Campisi, who was paying the bill. Donatello owner Guido, said that as it was spoken, let it be done.

And so it was with Dunn citing a highlight or two of his fine playing career, came the idea of having the others there cite a quick memory of a personal sports highlight. It was — it is - unfair, but come on guys, any thing, any sport. It ought to be good.

Campisi?

“Hole in one in golf. Long time ago. Temple Terrace eighth hole, eight iron. Two bounces and into the cup. Virgil Howell was with me. That was that.

“Then, there was this soccer goal, “ he began. Told him to forget it. The ace was better. There were nods all around.

Guggino: “Well, I was a pitcher for Jesuit and with the great American Legion 248 teams as a youngster. That 248 team was a fine one. Sam Rodriquez was on it, and so was Johnny Lastra and Ron Perez. Jesuit was fine, too. Had duels with OLPH.

“But I mostly remember pitching best for 248 and we won a big one, but I didn’t go to the awards banquet, but I was awarded the most valuable player trophy. Dadgumit.”

All say Dr. Guinta was as good a baseball pitcher as he was a boxing corner man.

And, Dr. Pizzo?

“I have to go back to junior high, at Wilson here in Tampa,” he said.

“My moment to remember was a terrible disappointment,” the doctor said. “We were playing Madison Junior High in the big game.

“I was fouled. I had two shots. We trailed by one. I missed them both and we lost by 36-35. Oh, I had some to remember and some to forget at Jesuit, for Jack O’Connell. Jack didn’t allow you to forget a lot of mistakes.” Guggino nodded. “I can still see those shots missing and it was so traumatic.”

“You?” Campisi asked, of me.

“Fumbling the quarterback sneak against Mulberry to lose for Wauchula High,” I said. Won’t ever forget that terrible time.