cman: I was not even a sperm in my papa's balls

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Polish Hussar: cman: I was not even a sperm in my papa's balls

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I was, I've found my long lost brother!

My parents hadn't even met at this point.

Not yet 4, as well.  Wondering why Jason had such a good career in hockey, only to turn serial killer.  So sad what sudden fame can do to someone.

Geez, since when did Fark become filled old people?

I was 10. We were listening to the game on the radio and turned it off after the 2nd period so we wouldn't know the outcome until we watched the delayed tv coverage. I'm sure my parents knew the outcome, but they didn't tell us. Same thing with the Indy 500, listen to the race on the radio and turn it off with 50 laps to go and see the finish in prime time.

About 4.5 years from being born.

Not born yet; I came along in June of '82.  However my parents were watching the game, and my father says that he and my mother screamed so loud, the upstairs neighbors started pounding on the door demanding to know what was going on, and when he told them, they all ran in to see the TV and started screaming and jumping up and down with them.  Then the downstairs neighbors came upstairs, and they ended up having a this huge party in my parents' apartment.  Thankfully my dad still had plenty of beer leftover.  LOL

ModernPrimitive01: Geez, since when did Fark become filled old people?

Fark has always had a community a little older than other equivalent sites.

jim32rr: pkellmey: ModernPrimitive01: Geez, since when did Fark become filled old people?

Fark has always had a community a little older than other equivalent sites.

Senior Farkers, although slow and dangerous behind the wheel, can still serve a purpose

Well, they used to, but walmart stopped using door greeters.

/I knew a walmart greeter that would fit in with this crowd.

I was around, but even to this day, I have never watched a hockey game.

19 years old, sitting on the living room floor of my parents house, watching it alone. We had buried my father 3 weeks earlier and no one else seemed to care. 2 weeks later my mom would find a lump. It was a rare happy memory from that period.

Just a kid.
In a restaurant, snuck into the lounge & watched from behind a booth.

This day will mark a Top 5 favorite memory for the rest of my life.  Our family was big into hockey, but we had just moved to Milwaukee from metro Chicago.  I was a sophomore in high school, and active particpation was pie-in-the-sky thinking back then.  So we had to get our fix elswhere, and along came the 1980 Winter Olympics.  I was a big Mark Johnson fan, having attended his father's hockey school twice as a youngster.

Anyway, the game was tape delayed, and we were preparing to watch it as a family.  About five minutes before the opening faceoff, I heard on the radio that the US had won.  I told my mom and 14 year old brother, but we agreed that to let dad know was risking injury or worse.  Sure enough, my brother walked right down the stairs and said "Isn't that great, dad?"  I'll never forget my father's expression and response:  "Get the fark out of my sight!"

/Local anchor Vince Gibbons provided an in-game, 10:00 evening news lead-in thusly:  "The United States pulls off one of the biggest upsets in sports history."

//Mark Johnson:  Two goals!

Wow, subby, you and I have completely different ideas of what the word "unthinkable" means.

I was a 17-year-old HS kid, watching the game at home with my folks. It was my dad's birthday (as is today), so we had some cake & ice cream too. Good times.

It was a Friday night, so I went out to a party that night after the game. Met a nice girl from another school, and got a fairly decent handjob in my car before driving her home. I remember that part better than the game, to tell you the truth.

13-year-old girl, so had no interest in hockey, even in the Olympics.  Probably playing a soccer game or at practice.  Did see/hear about it for several days after, though...

12 and watched it with Dad which was one of the very few times we did something sports related together.

"All professional sports are bullshiat and NASCAR is for dumb rednecks" But hunting and screwing around on my Mom was ok.

I'm grateful there are many Farkers willing to share history through their point of view. Hell, I was only one year old when they bombed Atlanta's Olympics, let alone the fact my parents were in grade school when this happened.

/Yes, I will get off all your lawns now

cman: I was not even a sperm in my papa's balls

Ditto.

Don't remember. I wasn't quite 2 years old.  Probably running around the house and getting into things that I wasn't supposed to.

Man, Al Michaels and Ken Dryden knew how to just let the moment play, didn't they? "Do you believe in miracles?!?" then they just shut up and let you watch it happen.

/nostalgic

I was 5 days away from my 3rd birthday, so I don't think I was watching.

Still get pumped watching it today though.

/GO BLUES!

Check that...I was 5 days away from by 2nd birthday.

/never was good with math

-10 months and 3 days...