"Trump...Trump...Trump..."
Posted on 03/19/2017 7:29:17 AM PDT by SMGFan
I remember he was also beaten up by the “Goodfellas” Jimmy Burke and Henry Hill who wanted him whacked because of an article he wrote but they beat him up instead.
anyone can update that , his death was only announced within the hour.
Breslins the gang that could not shoot straight was so funny and so true.
There was something very New York about him.
Joins Chuck Berry.
Wasn’t he an ultra-left wing supporter of the Irish Republican Army?
“The office of president is a bastardized thing, half royalty and half democracy, that nobody knows whether to genuflect or spit.”
“When you stop drinking, you have to deal with this marvelous personality that started you drinking in the first place.”
Breslin was a classic NY reporter. RIP.
“Can’t Anybody Here Play This Game” was very good.
Did he ever do a radio show back in the 80s? I remember hearing his name regularly back then at my grandmother’s house but maybe it was from his columns in the paper.
He lived to see one last St Patrick’s day! RIP
I am not sure, but
“Oliver hosted a Daily News radio program dubbed “Bulldog Edition” from 1979-1995, and became a regular presence on the new local Fox morning show “Good Day New York” in 1988.”
He was a vicious scumbag in the Bernhard Goetz subway shootings.
He and his dirtbag Ronald Kuby.
Maybe my memory is even worse than I think...but I have always blamed him for the beginning of the victimization of the feral “teens” who now rule the streets.
Breslin was an adequate reporter who seemed to never fail to aggravate me each and every day. I would read him just to rail against him. A new York sop who would luxuriate in reporting on others troubles. A left of St. Patrick Irish mope who pretended to be the Lord Mayor of Dublin himself.
A passable writer, but he couldn’t shine either Damon Runyon or Bob Considine’s shoes. Throw in Dorothy Kilgallen for that matter.
"Trump...Trump...Trump..."
Yup! He claimed that Barry Allen, Troy Canty, Darrell Cabey and James Ramseur had merely "asked" for $5 while surrounding the seated Goetz.
And don't forget how his beloved ferals left him beaten, in his underwear in a street phone booth where he had to be rescued by the otherwise absent NYPD during the Crown Heights riots.
I would see him many a night draped over a barstool at Moochie's Bar 100 at Market Slip and South St. In later years his haunt was the Part II on Queens Blvd. He lived in the same building so he didn't have to crawl too far to get home.
I live a long way from New York, but I was writing for newspapers way back when and he always seemed like a rum-dum bully.
The kind the cops would help home before, or after, he knocked someone down in a bar or on the street.
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