Posted on 09/05/2012 1:33:25 PM PDT by mojito
My favorite is Robert Duvall in “Open Range”, followed closely by John Wayne in “True Grit” and Clint Eastwood in “Unforgiven”.
I haven’t seen Open Range, but I do like the other two. I’ll have to check it out.
I watched that game on a little black and white television, and I was hooked.
Now, the people I hang around with are all fans. They do serious (and I mean serious) tailgating. They have all been season tickets for nearly two decades now, even though some have left and others have come in. I couldn't afford a full season ticket, so I got a part of one...hence my nickname "Part Time".
When you get accepted as a member of the group they assign you a nickname. They watch you for a few games as a guest to make sure you aren't an idiot who will get all their tickets yanked because you are an abusive drunk...so you hope you get a GOOD nickname, not something like "Stinky" or whatever. We all have jersies with our assigned nicknames on the backs...Part Time, Half Time, Steak Tip, Bad Back, Rooster, Bobbin' Head Doll Guy, The Commissioner, etc.
They are good folks, normal and mostly well behaved, and a huge amount of fun to be around. We jump, yell, laugh, scream, cook, drink and eat, though not always in that order.
We enjoy the game, the pageantry, the fun. It lets us have a day where we can all hang out together and have a great time. We aren't living vicariously through someone else, it just gives us a framework in which to have a good time.
We have traveled to various destinations to watch games, particularly Buffalo, which has a great NFL fan base. Good fans, been there many times and the worst that ever happened was to have a beer land on us from an upper deck.
Here we are in a blizzard in Buffalo with the crazy people in a blizzard...the stadium was nearly completely deserted within a half hour of the game ending:
And we saw this guy in the bathroom at a game:
And these were a bunch of strangers, Buffalo fans who didn't really care that we were wearing our team jerseys, but were having a great time:
This is me with my best friend, who went into the Navy with me years ago...could we look any more ridiculous? Who gives a rat's patootie...the question should be, could we have any more fun?
It is a ball. But we have families, jobs (at least most of us, now) hobbies, any number of things that matter as much or more than football. Just because we love doing this doesn't mean we cannot devote energy to other things in life that are important. This is just fun.
It is all about having fun. I don't tell others what to do to enjoy themselves. That is their business. I can shrug my shoulders with a smile and say "Good for you! Your passion about something doesn't do anything for me, but your life doesn't revolve around my opinions and I know that, so...good on ya!"
My favorite quote from this movie: "We'll drink to good health for them that have it coming."
Those are great pics.
Thanks for posting them.
The post earlier in the thread that stated he couldn't enjoy sports after 9/11 just saddened me reading it. There are a lot of people that feel just that way, and it makes me even angrier at those responsible for that day.
Even though I understand and know exactly how he feels, I am just not ready myself to go down that road for the rest of my life.
If those evil bastards are going to beat me, they are going to have to do it some other way.
I plan to enjoy myself just because I know it pisses them off that I am enjoying myself. I have always disliked H.L. Menken and what he stood for, but he had one quote in particular I have always liked: ""Puritanism - the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
I would update this quote to say: "Radical Islam - the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."
We all fight back in our own way.
I liken it to World War II, where even though most of the players were off fighting the war, it was important to keep baseball going to keep up morale and provide a brief respite from harsh reality (besides, how else would the St Louis Browns ever win a Pennant?)
Right. I understand that completely...when I was in the Navy, I used to pace back and forth outside the radio shack on the ship, waiting for them to post the Sunday scores on the bulletin board outside the door sometime after midnight...:)
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