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Rick Farris wrote:FAVRE-
Adrian Peterson-

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:FAVRE-
Adrian Peterson-

Adrian Peterson-

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:FAVRE-
Adrian Peterson-

Adrian Peterson-

DAMN!!

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Adrian Peterson-

DAMN!!

Favre-

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote: Adrian Peterson-

DAMN!!

Favre-

KO!

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote: DAMN!!

Favre-

KO!

He's still in the game! I thought his corner threw in the towel?

Reggie Bush- USC.

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote: Favre-

KO!

He's still in the game! I thought his corner threw in the towel?

He has crooked managers

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote: KO!

He's still in the game! I thought his corner threw in the towel?

He has crooked managers

They're sucking the last drop of blood out of him.
A game like this could send him into the Hall of Fame on crutches.

They are not the vikings anymore, they are the "Fumbler's"

Adrian Peterson-
(alls forgotten. )

Favre!

OT!

Rick Farris wrote:OT!

"Championship rounds"

LET GEORGE DO IT

Didn't watch the first game. Second game I tuned in with 5 minutes remaining. I guess you can say it's exciting. To me it's exciting because both teams play like they want to "give it away." Interceptions,penalties,broken plays. I missed all the fumbles. And then there are the timeouts to " get it together." Finally saw a clutch play just now:the winning field goal.So the hero is the kicker.

Maybe that's why I don't watch pro ball like I used to. There's so much hype and often the big game isn't that well played.Doesn't live up to the hype. I think what happens is that the pressure becomes dispersed. There's 11 guys on each side. Player gets a case of nerves and hopes his teamate picks it up for him. They have a name for it. "Let George do it."Problem is if too many guys are thinking like that,the performance suffers.

Boxing can be a letdown also. A one sided slaughter or two guys playing pitter patter. The "big fights" lately have not been worth the money to watch it on TV. At least they can't call timeout or send in a relief pitcher.

8 hours of watching football is too much for me. Besides ,all the timeouts they have now. Who says a team only has 3 timouts a half?

The game is over. Now you can watch another 8 hours of postgame analysis. I'll let George do it.

dagosd2000 wrote:LET GEORGE DO IT

Didn't watch the first game. Second game I tuned in with 5 minutes remaining. I guess you can say it's exciting. To me it's exciting because both teams play like they want to "give it away." Interceptions,penalties,broken plays. I missed all the fumbles. And then there are the timeouts to " get it together." Finally saw a clutch play just now:the winning field goal.So the hero is the kicker.

Maybe that's why I don't watch pro ball like I used to. There's so much hype and often the big game isn't that well played.Doesn't live up to the hype. I think what happens is that the pressure becomes dispersed. There's 11 guys on each side. Player gets a case of nerves and hopes his teamate picks it up for him. They have a name for it. "Let George do it."Problem is if too many guys are thinking like that,the performance suffers.

Boxing can be a letdown also. A one sided slaughter or two guys playing pitter patter. The "big fights" lately have not been worth the money to watch it on TV. At least they can't call timeout or send in a relief pitcher.

8 hours of watching football is too much for me. Besides ,all the timeouts they have now. Who says a team only has 3 timouts a half?

The game is over. Now you can watch another 8 hours of postgame analysis. I'll let George do it.

This was a good game, but the Vikings lost the game on fumbles....

I just watched an amatuer fight from the Olympic from some time during the seventies, it was Sammy Hernandez against Billy Rey with Hernandez winning the decision. It was a very sloppy fight, both men having balance issues as well as neither seemed to throw a straight punch during the bout but it was an entertaining fight.

I was just wondering what were some of the best amatuer fights that you gentlemen saw at the Olympic Auditorium?

Boyle Heights

Before Cesar Chavez Boulevard, there had been Brooklyn Avenue. Mexican kids, Russian kids, Jewish kids, ice cream parlors, movie theaters, the first "Cedars" hospital, a couple of wars and street cars to the beach.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeCAdKCbMeU

kikibalt wrote:Boyle Heights

Before Cesar Chavez Boulevard, there had been Brooklyn Avenue. Mexican kids, Russian kids, Jewish kids, ice cream parlors, movie theaters, the first "Cedars" hospital, a couple of wars and street cars to the beach.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeCAdKCbMeU

Nice little walk thru ELA

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:Boyle Heights

Before Cesar Chavez Boulevard, there had been Brooklyn Avenue. Mexican kids, Russian kids, Jewish kids, ice cream parlors, movie theaters, the first "Cedars" hospital, a couple of wars and street cars to the beach.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeCAdKCbMeU

Nice little walk thru ELA

Rick...That was an era when you could safely walk the boulevards and avenues of the eastside...

kikibalt wrote:
Paul Gonazles and Al Stankie (dark glasses)

Was catching up on some of my reading and came across this you posted Frank,I remember what people were saying about Paul Gonzalez when he came out of the olympics its funny how he should have been ''oscar Delahoya'' before OSCAR,sometimes in life things don't always work out just gotta roll with it baby

kikibalt wrote:

Rick Farris wrote:

kikibalt wrote:Boyle Heights

Before Cesar Chavez Boulevard, there had been Brooklyn Avenue. Mexican kids, Russian kids, Jewish kids, ice cream parlors, movie theaters, the first "Cedars" hospital, a couple of wars and street cars to the beach.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeCAdKCbMeU

Nice little walk thru ELA

Rick...That was an era when you could safely walk the boulevards and avenues of the eastside...

I remember as a kid,12 years old,a gang of us catching the train at the Santa Fe Station down here to go up to LA. to watch the Dodgers. There was no major league team in San Diego so it was an adventure to watch Koufax and Drysdale pitch against Mays,Musial ,and Clemente to name just a handfull.

We'd get off at the Union Station,walk through Korea Town and Chavez Ravine to get to the ballpark. No problems. Our parents were OK with it. After the game,we'd walk back to the train station. Get back to San Diego after midnight. Good times.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdKdC6bRtos

Whittier Boulevard

Thee Midniters

The Memorial Service for my uncle Larry was held this past Saturday at the Calvary Cemetery in East Los Angeles. It turned out to be a pretty nice day considering how much rain we've had. It wasn't too big of an affair. Hell, at 96 he has out lived almost all of his of his family and and friends. Members of the American Legion were there. My uncle was a life long member. It was actually pretty nice, more of a celebration than anything else. Here's a few pics of some cousins.


The Mariachis singing "El Rey"


My cousin Gloria Jean, me, Gary De La O and his mother, my aunt Mary Lou.


Gary, aunt Mary Lou and Jeri


My cousin Jimmy Caldero. Jimmy trained at the Main Street Gym years ago. I don't think he ever fought, just trained. He is holds a Black Belt in Judo. He's in good shape for 68.

kikibalt wrote:Boyle Heights

Before Cesar Chavez Boulevard, there had been Brooklyn Avenue. Mexican kids, Russian kids, Jewish kids, ice cream parlors, movie theaters, the first "Cedars" hospital, a couple of wars and street cars to the beach.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeCAdKCbMeU

I was born in Boyle heights. My mother was born and raised there. She grew up on Soto Street. East Los Angeles is not the same East Los Angeles.

Randy :(

CHALIE BROWN

No,it ain't Charlie,it's Chalie. Chalie Brown. He was Henry's brother. Played with these guys on the Ghetto Messengers. Only "cracker on the team." Those guys were cool.We'd practice at Ocean View Park by the cemetary in Barrio Logan. It was before the gang bangers and the hard drugs. We'd take the Urban League bus to the games.
"Hey Esty,"they'd laugh. "You're cool. You can sit in the middle of the bus!"
I don't think I ever laughed so much being with those guys in my life. But let me tell ya',those guys played some serious football. I could hang with them pretty good and that made me a part of them. I liked jazz and the blues and played my ass off in the games. We'd take no sh-t from anybody,especially when we played the San Diego Police Department.Every game ended short because of a fight. I can't say that we didn't start them,but our team would hear stuff like,"Listen boys,let's play by the rules."
Well ,that comment would usually be followed by a right cross to one of those cop's jaws. So the ref throws a flag and it's a 15 yard penalty. Do that on the street and it's jail time.

Afterwards it would be sliding into a juke joint to listen to Rhythm and Blues and Jazz,go down to Midway Boulevard and watch the girls dance naked in front of you drinking a whiskey and soda.

About a year ago I saw Chalie Brown. He delivers the mail. His brother Henry died a few years ago from cancer. I didn't hear about that until much later. I embraced my old teamate.
"Rog!,"yelled Chalie."Man it's been a long time. How's things?"
I had to mention his brother ,Henry,my good friend who was also my mentor teacher at Juvenile Hall.
"Chalie,I didn't know about your brother."
I wanted to say I was sorry,but I was weaping openly before I could go on.
"It's OK Rog. It's OK."
I tried to pull myself together.
"Chalie,how's the old neighborhood?"
"Rog,"Chalie said as I was finally coming around. "These kids today don't know how to have fun like we used to."
With that I hugged my friend again.
"Yeah.These kids don't know what they missed,"I said.