That was the last game at Shea for me. Soon enough I was off to California in search of stardom. Ended up working in porn...
i was 4-0 at Shea 1978 opening day was #1 1979 win v Colts... whcih i believ was 10 yr anniversary of SB3 win... so Namath and Co at halftime and there was another rainy ass colts game i wnet to also saw the death by flying lawnmower game- i beleive we snookered Pats outta playoffs with late Todd to Gaffney TD
Just for confirmation, in the UK the guys who can't get it up have to take a reduced role unfortunately.
Oh come on man, rough and smooth in every country lol The huge fat American hamburger eating trailer trash spring to mind instantly Waddle waddle
I went looking for the lawnmower vid but found this one first....not the lawnmower but a familiar voice talking about our first MNF game at Shea...total mayhem. 30ppl to the hospital! Tale a look....
Man this reads like a great book, I just immersed myself in this paragraph like I was there. Seriously great stuff, the mom part at the end was awesome!
Thanks. I knew, of course, why my mom waited up for me, but she never let her worries cost me the work. Most night games I worked with a friend from high school (he didn’t work souvenirs, because he didn’t want to walk all over the ballpark), so I had company the whole trip home until about 1/4 mile from my house, which is probably why she let me do it. I think back to what was routine for me - taking the bus by myself to the Jamaica library when I was 10, going to the World’s Fair with friends (same route as I took later to and from Shea, of course) when I was 9, riding my bike all the way up to Alley Pond Park from south Queens by myself when I was 13, riding it to Valley Stream State Park at the same age, going in to the city with friends by bus and subway at 11 or 12, and try to imagine me letting my kids do the same at those ages. No chance, but it was so typical back then. Of course, crime rates were lower in the 1960s than they were in the 1990s - they didn’t go lower until the 21st century.
Ah, memories! I was there and sitting near the big scoreboard in right field/open end corner of the end zone. A fight broke out in front of the scoreboard at halftime and the brawl was still going on in the fourth quarter. After the game was over some guys I was with rescued some rentacops from a bunch of high school kids chasing them for sport. Yeah, getting out of school at three or work at four or five and killing time for four to six hours is a recipe for catastrophe. I don't remember seeing a real cop the whole night. I saw Minnesota get beaten twice that weekend - first was Saturday when Michigan beat Minnesota in Ann Arbor. I was actually on my way home from the airport Monday afternoon when I ran into some old friends who had an extra ticket to the MNF game.
I think that Todd to Gaffney game was the 2nd meeting we won like 28 -27 knocked pats put pf playoffs.?? I could be wrong. They beat us earlier that year at Schaeffer stadium, 56-3 overcast day..we got pounded.
I took the public bus system in NYC to and from school everyday starting at the age of 7 in 1968. I can’t imagine parents today letting their 7 year old travel an hour and a half alone on public transport each day. On the other hand it’s hard to see why they wouldn’t other than the irrational fear that the media has stoked over the last 4 decades. My parents were just back from Denmark when they started putting me on the bus each morning. At the time in Copenhagen a small child at a street corner would just raise their hand and any older person nearby would take their hand and cross them to the other side. No idea if that custom still exists or if the Danes have also been the victims of fearmongering.