I saw it at my aunt and uncle's apartment in Fort Lee, New Jersey (on a color TV, which is the only reason I agreed to go to their apartment that day, since my family had gotten a color TV four months earlier so we could watch the 1968 Olympics in color). Right before the game started my uncle came in the room and started taunting me, saying that the Jets stink and were going to get destroyed. I told him to shut up, which of course led to my mother yelling at me to show respect. I retorted that he should learn that you don't get respect unless you give it, which shocked the hell out of her and left her speechless. I then turned to him and said "I'll bet you $20 that the Jets win" (that was real money to 13-year-old me, but I had had my Bar Mitzvah three weeks before, and was feeling a little flush). He just walked out of the room. To his credit, at the end of the game, without me saying anything, he came over to me, peeled off a 20, and said "You were totally right and I was totally wrong" (something he was not fond of ever saying). That was almost as good as the win itself.
Watched it with my Dad. I remember the big console tv. Was like a piece of furniture. Zenith, spectracolor.... Seems like only yesterday
Don't know what my uncle's set was, but ours was a Motorola Quasar - solid state instant on! So exciting.
Missed it by several weeks. Nixon killed the draft several months before I turned 18. I had registered, got a card and a draft number too. Had a student deferment as I was enrolled at CCNY at the time.
hell i just did that a few months ago! first time i ever literally shit the bed since i was a baby. was quite gross and disconcerting to be honest....and humiliating....
I got so lucky. I think my number was 17, and they normally took through 80 or something like that. They may not have taken me because I am extremely flat-footed and was very near-sighted at the time with an astimatism. Remember the movie Platoon and when the first guy who was big and wore glasses got killed? When I first saw that in the movie theater, I got a cold chill down my spine, and I knew that if I had gone to Vietnam, I would have died. Very eerie feeling.
damn NCJetsfan, I had no idea you were an old-timer, haha! I thought you were in my age range! I wasn't born until the Iranian Revolution was taking place!!! haha I always kinda liked Ayatollah Khomeini..he was a character, you gotta give him that!
lol so you are a pretty young guy, huh Jonathan??! I wasn't born yet, but my parents were around 30, haha.
They weren't close friends or anything, but I knew two guys who died in Vietnam. I knew another in college who had served in Vietnam, and I think he still had PTSD. He was always on edge and jittery. I hope he got some help.
If Zack comes in and wins a SB, his uncle should paint all his jets GREEN! Make it a bet or something!
