Doc emerick was spot on tday late in the satan v flyer game....   he said ....to paraphrase,      this arena is rockin but once upon a time there was only an organ....     tday they have rock music or whatever the flavor of  the times is to pump up the crowd ,  to each his own, the times have changed

If your going to San Fran Cisco...this August

Jerry Day @ ATT Park, the San Francisco Giants play the New York Mets on Wednesday, August 1, 2012. Gates open at 5:15 PM. First pitch is at 7:15 PM. Reserved tickets are available for $65.00. The first mail in date for this game is Monday, April 16, 2012.

the draft

a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a i find it interesting that the Jets selected a wide receiver from Georgia Tech.....an OPtion Offense.....still think Sanchez is the starter and Tebow is a backup-wildcat ??

test

death of tradition

what used to be as regular as the tide.....the Giants and Jets back to back 1:00 & 4:00 on a glorious Sunday afternoon with family and friends is now a minority...with the release of the schedule, their are only 6 Sundays (subject to flex) where the 2 NY teams are slated for afternoon games on the same Sunday.

serenade the KING ?

so ottowa decided to serenade the KING in the early goings of the 1st period...REALLY ?? how'd that workout for ya ? 39 saves later..."your all just pissin in the wind" as your countrymen Mr Young would surmise.......march onward Rangers....miles to go before we sleep, miles to go before we sleep.

0 percent

there is no way in hell that Zimmerman is convicted of 2nd degree murder, this is a taxpayer waste of money, a symbolic gesture to throw a bone to a rabid community of misinformed idiots.....besides where are the gonna find 12 peruvian-jews to make up a jury of his peers ?

seriously though.....zimmerman may be a lot of things, a gman wannabee, a nervous guy with a gun, an overzealous wathcman, maybe a sad sack that wanted to feel worth and have his neighbors respect.....but he aint a 2nd degree murderer, and he didn't shoot that lil boy in the photo that abc news and others add to every story....you know the picture that's 3 years old , not the recent photos of a 6 foot treyvon , shirtless, flippin the bird to the camera , not the scholar who was suspended from school for drug posession and was wandering aimlessly through a gated community that had a string of recent breakins.......

this will be a yearlong circus......now that the president, lebron and spike have weighed in on the trial, good luck finding an impartial jury....and it doesn't matter whether you like it or not, on the date of this unfortunate encounter between trayvon & zimm , the "stand your grund" law was on the books, and no liberal revisionist history can change that FACT.,,,i think a bloody nose and cuts to the back of the head constitutes a "reasonable belief of a threat"

A stand-your-ground law states that a person may use force in self-defense when there is reasonable belief of a threat, without an obligation to retreat first. In some cases, a person may use deadly force in public areas without a duty to retreat. Under these legal concepts, a person is justified in using deadly force in certain situations and the "stand your ground" law would be a defense or immunity to criminal charges and civil suit. The difference between immunity and a defense is that an immunity bars suit, charges, detention and arrest. A defense permits a plaintiff or the state to seek civil damages or a criminal conviction.

JOEY

every year when i celebrate my birthday I thank God I am not in Umbertos like poor Joey Gallo, gunned down on his 43rd birthday "inna clambar in nu yawk"......my aoplogies to misters zimmerman and gallo for missing the tru annv on 4/7.

On April 7, 1972, Colombo family gunmen murdered Joe Gallo in a Manhattan restaurant. At 4:30 a.m. that day, Gallo and his family entered Umberto's Clam House in Little Italy, Manhattan. He was there to celebrate his 43rd birthday with sister Carmella, wife Sina Essary, her daughter Lisa, his bodyguard Peter "Pete the Greek" Diapoulas, and Diapoulas' female companion.[21] Earlier that evening, the Gallo party visited the Copacabana Club in Manhattan with Jerry and Marta Orbach to see a performance by comedian Don Rickles.[22] Once at Umberto's, the Gallo party took two tables, with Gallo and Diapoulas facing the wall.[4]

Unknown to Gallo, Colombo associate Joseph Luparelli was sitting at the bar. When he saw Gallo, Luparelli immediately left Umberto's and walked two blocks to another restaurant that was a Colombo hangout. After contacting Yacovelli, Luparelli recruited Colombo associates Philip Gambino, Carmine DiBiase, and two other men to kill Gallo. On reaching Umbertos, Luparelli stayed in the car and the other four men went inside through the back door.[21]

Between seafood courses, the four gunmen burst into the dining room and opened fire with .32 and .38 caliber revolvers. Gallo swore and drew his handgun. Twenty shots were fired and Gallo was hit in the back, elbow, and buttock. After overturning a butcher block dining table, Gallo staggered to the front door. Witness would claim that Gallo was attempting to draw fire away from his family. Diapoulas was shot once in the buttocks as he dove for cover. The mortally wounded Gallo stumbled into the street and collapsed. He was taken in a police car to New York Downtown Hospital (then called Beekman-Downtown Hospital). Joe Gallo died in the emergency department.[4][21]Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
When they asked him why it had to be that way, “Well,” he answered,
“just because”

Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last
They called Joe “Crazy,” the baby they called “Kid Blast”
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin’ numbers too
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof
He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin’ he was bulletproof

The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs

The hostages were tremblin’ when they heard a man exclaim
“Let’s blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame”
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, “We’re not those kind of men
It’s peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again”

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with
“What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met
“Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get”

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin’ to stop a strike
His closest friends were black men ’cause they seemed to understand
What it’s like to be in society with a shackle on your hand

When they let him out in ’71 he’d lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
To the boss he said, “I have returned and now I want what’s mine”

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
Why did they have to come and blow you away?

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
“I’m around too many children,” he’d say, “they should never know of one”
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe
Emptied out the register, said, “Tell ’em it was Crazy Joe”

One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin’ through the door as he lifted up his fork
He pushed the table over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep
I heard his best friend Frankie say, “He ain’t dead, he’s just asleep”
Then I saw the old man’s limousine head back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save

The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born
And someday if God’s in heaven overlookin’ His preserve
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

hey wang

oy vey , what a mitsfah....asbestos at the colosieum threatens the iceladies opener next october.....they only have 800 of the asain flu masks left and they expect close to 1,000 people for the home opener....hey wang, this is your ticket out......run to quebec...

1000th post

so i wanted the 1000th post to be a little special, so i decided to chronicles some of the many special sporting venues i have been lucky enough to visit in my lifetime...and i am sure i will leave a few out, but here goes.

let's start with the pasttime:

Shea Stadium: my all time favorite baseball stadium. my first game was againt the astros in 1970, and i was at the last game ever at Big Shea.

Citifield. pepsi porch on a warm summers day.

Yankee Stadium...3 venues...1 game at the olde stadium in September of 1974 , a day game against the Tigers with my brother Jay, couldn't believe the monuments were on the field...........The Renovated Yankee stadium, hundreds of games, including one in the final home stand.(many opening days too with a stop at THE WEB). most memorable game was of course game 6 against the dodgers and REGGIE< REGGIE< REGGIE...3 homers....unreal, sat in the very last row of the upper tier behind home plate...was able to stand the whole game with a cold brew and just watch history unfold, also with my brother Jay at this game.....who knows, if he was still alive i might still be a yankee fan........and the new Yankee stadium, only once thus far.

Fenway Park: probably close to 50 games at this beautiful park, still spend more time looking around the venue than actually watching what's happening on the field...strongest memory though was watching BCs BU in Hockey on a friday night in January from the right field bleachers in the snow, surreal to say the least.

Wrigley Field: the friendly confines.....lucky enough to have been there once....saw the Mets rally back against Lee Smith on the strength of Hojo and DARRYL to tie in the 9th and win it in the 10th August of 1985.

Louisiana Superdome: allow me to explain.....March 1989, last weekend of spring training, the San Francisco Giants and the Oakland A's played 2 exhibition games in the Superdome...if my memory serves me , the Giants were bargaining for a new stadium with the city of San Fran and threatening to leave the Bay Area, so they explored New Orleans and a possible destination....in an odd twist, these 2 teams would meet that October in the Earthquake Series.

Camden Yards , Olympic Stadium de Montreal, Veterans Stadium Philly, RFK Stadium D.C.

Football:

Giants Stadium: miss her already......2 most significant games were the 2001 NFC Championship Rout of the Vikings 41-0 , and I was also at the final game, a dissapointing loss to Carolina.

Shea Stadium: saw a lot of Jets games over the years, tickets were always easy to get. saw them beat the Packers to make the playoffs in 82 or 83 and was at the last Jet game against the Steelers....quite possibly the most insane sporting event i hace ever seen.

Soldier Field, the Vet , Notre Dame Stadium, Navy & Marine Corps Stadium, West Point: probably forgetting a few, but the one notable was the 100th Army Vs Navy Game down in Philly with a select group of ten...sadly a few of those in attendance are no longer with us, great memories though.

Basketball:

More college than NBA , but here goes:

Nassau Veterans Memorial Colosieum: DR J and the Nets of the ABA , did not realize how special that really was until 100 years later.

MSG: was lucky enough too see a dozen games between 1971-1975 when my father was able to get his company seats in the old Reds, Mike Riordan and Debusschere were my favorites...actually went to the final regular season game for Dave, they had a nice ceremony for him.....also got to see the Celtics in 73, Havilcek, Cowens, Jo Jo White, Heinsohn coaching, very memorable....went to a few in the Bernard King Era, he was the best, s/b in the Hall of Fame....havent been to a game in a long, long time.

NCAA's at the New Boston Garden and went to an East Regional Final down in Philly between Duke and USC , a million NIT games, Coaches verse Cancer at the garden and the Meadows, but nothing too special.

Hockey:

MSG: well, the 1994 Playoffs, every game except the Caps clincher from section 419, row F seat 16. Matteau Matteau.....saw the flying Frenchmen twice 78 & 79 and that was eye-opening....the speed and the uniforms, will never forget......saw Gretzky final game , and was there for the Jersey Retirement ceremony for Richter and Graves.

Boston Garden: Saw the Broadway Blueshirts twice in the Old Garden, including April 1st 1995 in the final days of their last season.

Montreal Forum: saw 3 or 4 games at the Forum, most memorable by far was the Canada Cup 1991 when the USA came up short against Canada.....some maniac was tossin beers into the wheel chair section, but it was still a great night....it was the beginning of the end for Gretzky and his match stick spine.....most surreal moment was with Ranger Fan Club Chanting "WE ARE....ST JOHNS's" in 1985 after Mullin and the boys beat Georgetown that afternoon to be ranked #1.

United Center Chicago: sadly i never made it to the old Chicago Stadium, but I did see a good home opener between the Blackhawks and the Red Wings in October 2000 while on business in the windy city.

Hartford Civic center: Jai Lai all afternoon, Rangers-Whalers that Night....a lethal combination.

Verizon Center in DC : chanting Nineteen Never to Caps fans was fun.


Brendan Byrne, Nassau Mosoleum, The Rock : nothing good ever happened in these arenas except the occasional visit by Jerry Garcia & the Boys.

I have also been lucky enough to attend 1 Kentucky Derby, 2 Preakness Stakes, 5 Belmont Stakes and the Breeders Cup Classic.

apologies to all the events i have forgotten , and thank You to my Readers for supporting the past 1000 posts.