This is one of the last things left of Dads. These damn tickets. In 1972 I started going to Giant games at the ripe old age of 12. Thirty-five years later….I am still sitting in the same seats (well, 30 years at Giants stadium, 3 at Yale bowl and one at Yankee stadium) Approximatly 330 home games later I sit here with my 15 year old son. It is alot of heritage, history and memories. Some of the people that have gone to games with me, Mr Moran, Ed Deloreto, Frank and John Karst. beverly. barbara gary grant brenda, Gene Kaufman, John Morgan, Susan, Dan Braza, Erin, Mr Blackford, Chris Espeland, Marielle, Mom, Don Bok, Erin, Glenn Jr, Jo Ann, Buc Bahlman, and Roy Henderson to name a few.
I HAVE BEEN SITTING next to the alot of the same people for 30 years. They remember when I had a poney tail and beard and drank and flipped out over missed first downs.
On this particular beautiful sunny day they played the “other” NY team and won. Josh and I got to the parking lot at 9am and finally left around 9:30 pm. We had the grill going all day: pork roll, hotdogs, clams with garlic and drawn butter, hot wings, shrimp, steak and potatoe salad (made the way mom made it) As the sun went down and we began to launch fireworks into the orange sky….I realized how many hours of my life I have spent in this damn parking lot….between the Giants and the Grateful Dead…I have met so many people…and I am passing this heritage onward…in the glow of our little fire…..says Josh….”this is cool dad.”…..yeah this is cool.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/09/2007 06:24:47
Hey George, I still remember going to see the Giants play the Chargers with you at Shea Stadium. I think I was only 14 or 15. This was about a year before we discovered the Dead and all that went along with that(though Greg had already been into Dylan, Johnny Cash, and Leonard Cohen for years). This is yet another memory I have where my first thought is: “what the hell were my parents thinking?!”.
–Ken
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/09/2007 13:30:11
Gitts-I thought about you when I wrote this last nite and I wasnt sure. Thanks for reminding me….man I had to look it up, I almost forgot about that one year when they shared Shea stadium w/ the Jets…Yale Bowl in Conn. was THAT bad. Yeah, the Giants beat the Chargers on November 1 1975……35-24. Two 15 year old kids on the buses and subways alone. If our parents did that today they would be indicted! How could I have forgotten this? (32 years ago) LOL. I know that I have forgotten others…..like once I took one of the Drew sisters to a game. The blonde one…..was that Laura Drew???
–George
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/09/2007 13:39:49
Looks like you got good seats
–M
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/09/2007 18:40:21
I had a dream that I was at 121 Whitman street, and George was in the backyard planting all these trees and tomato plants. The driveway was gone, cause George grew some grass there instead, The oil on the driveway, from frank working on cars got on his nerves. I remember standing in the drivway and taking a moment. I thought on how nice it was to be home again. I stood still in my dream and was feeling homesick. Then I woke up. It’s really a shame we all live so far apart. We should really try to keep in toach more. Love to all, Bern
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/09/2007 19:41:11
Bern-tell Larry to make the 12 hour drive and me and him can go to a game together. I’m a damn good designated driver. Miss you.
–George
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/12/2007 09:27:43
Great story! Cool heritage whether the boy is 15 or 36!’
~ The sky was yellow and the sun was blue ~ la, la, la.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR:
DATE: 10/12/2007 18:06:04
…..and I knew without asking …she was into the BLUES!….la, la, la,
–George
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