I'm not old by any means, but I remember my grandma sending me to White Hen to buy her packs of Benson and Hedges. I was like 7 or 8 (she died when I was 10), but I remember she used to send me with a handwritten note from her which "OK'ed" my 8-year-old ass to buy her cigs.
Unreal, that shit would NEVER happen today.
Unreal, that shit would NEVER happen today.
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Remember when:
Canadiens ruled hockey just like the celtics in nba
college basketball was no fun cause ucla was so much better than everyone else
the mets were a miracle and the yanks always sucked
the jets were a miracle and the giants always sucked
Get smart on sat nite was the coolest show on tv
the beatles were young and their short hair was long
Canadiens ruled hockey just like the celtics in nba
college basketball was no fun cause ucla was so much better than everyone else
the mets were a miracle and the yanks always sucked
the jets were a miracle and the giants always sucked
Get smart on sat nite was the coolest show on tv
the beatles were young and their short hair was long
I'm so old
I'm so old that I remember when the LA Times Sports section contained sports, accounts of ball games and scores; not a police blotter and a business page.
I'm so old I remember when wrestling was not staged.
I'm so old that I remember the LA Rams had a "Mom" for a cheerleader and she she actually cheered without showing sher decollegate
I'm so old I have to lie down after a long distance phone call
I'm so old I remember when players really would play for the love of the game
I'm so old I remember when a posse chased bad guys in Westerns.
I'm so old that there were only six NHL teams and the South wasn't a "hotbed" for hockey.
I'm so old I remember Brett Farve once played for the Atlanta Falcons.
I'm so old that I remember a "cap" was something you wore at a baseball game, team logo in front; a "dude" was someone from the city wanting to be a cowboy; and a "rapper" was a nun who hit you with her knuckles in your ear lobe when you weren't paying attention.
I remember when an athlete would play for pride for his home town for his whole career- not like the mercenaries of today.
I remember pro football players in the 60s working in the off- season to make ends meet.
I remember stadiums with seats and a press box, not hotel suites with leather upholstery.
I remember when a referee's integrity dictated a call, not today's never ending "booth" challenges.
I remember watching Jerry West and Elgin Baylor at the LA Sports Arena and a seat was less than ten dollars and you didn't have to have a movie out or a script in the works, to sit in the front row.
I remebmer when Wheaties was the "Breakfast of Champiions", ot a prescription of steroids.
I remember the Rose Bowl, Sugar Bowl, Peach and Orange.
I'm so old that I remember when the LA Times Sports section contained sports, accounts of ball games and scores; not a police blotter and a business page.
I'm so old I remember when wrestling was not staged.
I'm so old that I remember the LA Rams had a "Mom" for a cheerleader and she she actually cheered without showing sher decollegate
I'm so old I have to lie down after a long distance phone call
I'm so old I remember when players really would play for the love of the game
I'm so old I remember when a posse chased bad guys in Westerns.
I'm so old that there were only six NHL teams and the South wasn't a "hotbed" for hockey.
I'm so old I remember Brett Farve once played for the Atlanta Falcons.
I'm so old that I remember a "cap" was something you wore at a baseball game, team logo in front; a "dude" was someone from the city wanting to be a cowboy; and a "rapper" was a nun who hit you with her knuckles in your ear lobe when you weren't paying attention.
I remember when an athlete would play for pride for his home town for his whole career- not like the mercenaries of today.
I remember pro football players in the 60s working in the off- season to make ends meet.
I remember stadiums with seats and a press box, not hotel suites with leather upholstery.
I remember when a referee's integrity dictated a call, not today's never ending "booth" challenges.
I remember watching Jerry West and Elgin Baylor at the LA Sports Arena and a seat was less than ten dollars and you didn't have to have a movie out or a script in the works, to sit in the front row.
I remebmer when Wheaties was the "Breakfast of Champiions", ot a prescription of steroids.
I remember the Rose Bowl, Sugar Bowl, Peach and Orange.
"Geeze" You're Right Up There
I saw Bruce Smith play the yr he won the Heisman, beat NW 8-7, in the closest game in an undefeated season. Also listened, as a yeenager to my "hero's" Doc & Glen, tying Johnny Lujack & ND 0-0. Lujack who was a great 2 way player, cut Doc down in an open field, to save the game!!:smoker2: Sweet revenge for ND w/all the returning Vets, as Army had killed them during the war. I AM older than dirt, lot of great memories tho!! :drink:
I saw Bruce Smith play the yr he won the Heisman, beat NW 8-7, in the closest game in an undefeated season. Also listened, as a yeenager to my "hero's" Doc & Glen, tying Johnny Lujack & ND 0-0. Lujack who was a great 2 way player, cut Doc down in an open field, to save the game!!:smoker2: Sweet revenge for ND w/all the returning Vets, as Army had killed them during the war. I AM older than dirt, lot of great memories tho!! :drink:
