I was a year or two behind you, so yeah, my experience was that UVM basketball was more just a continuation of high school. You know, physical fitness, character building. Nothing more.
Nadir
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Hey, while we're (still) talking about 2004 ALCS Game 5, I came across this delightful anecdote, about a parking scam perpetrated in the vicinity of that game, right under the noses of a whole legion of NYPD. Someone took a bunch of rich Yankee fans for a ride that night, and got away with it brilliantly.You rang?
View: https://www.amazon.com/Forgotten-Game-2004-ALCS-Yankees/dp/1642939889
I'm actually doing a radio interview tomorrow morning (7:40am eastern) about this, on WILI in Willimantic, CT, with longtime UConn sports color guy Wayne Norman. Will be a very fun conversation.
Great thread, sorry this is long. My Nadir was on what was still one of the coolest things I’ve ever done: a spontaneous trip to Tokyo late in 2003.
Mrs sezwho and I were literally planning to go to Floria but saw an AA super saver for 299 direct (yes!) Kennedy to Narita and couldn’t pass it up. We stayed 3 nights instead of the week in Florida and it was pretty much the same $. I remember when I was fun.
Anyway, I’m jet lagged the morning we land at like 5am in Tokyo and my bleary mind remembers the Sox are playing ALCS game 7…nowish?
What I learned was, due to Matsui-fever, the game was being broadcast live basically everywhere. So, I sat stoically at a bar (planet Hollywood? Hard Rock Cafe) in Ueno Station drinking beer and getting ever more hammered at 7am while everything went to shit.
Literally the whole station stops moving and crowds around the outside bar TV to see Matsui ABs, and a couple early birds are there with me along with my Yankees fan wife, who never gloated once.
I remember an old woman on the other side of the bar (it’s maybe 9am now?) saying something to the effect ‘why is he not out?’ pointing to Pedro as he labored and labored. I could only stare at the TV and believe in my heart that the curse had followed me around the world and would pass from my 3rd generation on to the fourth, should I be so fortunate.
You can imagine why 2004 was beyond explanation.
Mrs sezwho and I were literally planning to go to Floria but saw an AA super saver for 299 direct (yes!) Kennedy to Narita and couldn’t pass it up. We stayed 3 nights instead of the week in Florida and it was pretty much the same $. I remember when I was fun.
Anyway, I’m jet lagged the morning we land at like 5am in Tokyo and my bleary mind remembers the Sox are playing ALCS game 7…nowish?
What I learned was, due to Matsui-fever, the game was being broadcast live basically everywhere. So, I sat stoically at a bar (
Literally the whole station stops moving and crowds around the outside bar TV to see Matsui ABs, and a couple early birds are there with me along with my Yankees fan wife, who never gloated once.
I remember an old woman on the other side of the bar (it’s maybe 9am now?) saying something to the effect ‘why is he not out?’ pointing to Pedro as he labored and labored. I could only stare at the TV and believe in my heart that the curse had followed me around the world and would pass from my 3rd generation on to the fourth, should I be so fortunate.
You can imagine why 2004 was beyond explanation.
