To anybody who ever wrote me asking me why I don't post more about Jorgenson and Bailey and Singleton and Dan McGinn and Rusty and Balor Moore.. well all of ye who doubted my devotion to the Ron Woods-Boots Day-Ron Fairly- era of Montreal, behold this beautiful keepsake, a metal garbage can festooned with the mighty, powerful and entrancingly hypnotizing Expos logo. It has been in my possession since I was a kid. Still got it, never gonna give you up baby.
Festooned. Sweet.
ReplyDeleteI bought some cheap seats to the last Expos game. We were up in the rafter of the Big O, in seats that had probably only been used about 4-5 times since the Olympics (when the Stones, U2, or Pink Floyd came to town). The snack bars up there had been collecting dust for years but were put into action for us one last time. I got to the front of the line to order some hot dogs and was told to wait. No hot dog grill in sight, I started to wonder if there were any. Then a microwave oven started beeping and some slack-jawed unionised pimpleface held a bucket in front of the microwave door which he opened with his free hand and about 200 luke warm pink tube steaks came tumbling out. It was like eating them right out of a package that had been sitting in the sun for an hour.
I don't even have a microwave chez moi. Never have, never will. True story.
Vacation Charlie.
I'm very very jealous Kristian. Be careful, us NDG kids can easily scale those balconies.
ReplyDeleteOn 2nd thought, we could at one time, easily scale those balconies.
Very nice. One of the all-time pro sports emblems. A psychedelic look proper to the decade of the team's birth. Every so often, I'd spot something new jumping out at me from the image. As a kid, I never bothered to realize it's a stylized 'M'. In my teens, I spotted the lower case 'e'. Around the time they left, the final revelation hit me in my adulthood; the 'b' for baseball.
ReplyDeleteI watched a Nats game in DC this summer, wearing a 1982 All-Star Gary Carter jersey. Amid the one or two snarky comments from some wise-acres ('Montreal doesn't have a team anymore, do they?') there were many more fans giving me kudos ('great jersey, man!' 'You're an original fan' (I didn't have the heart to tell this one I'm not a Nats fan), etc.) One guy thought it was Joe Carter which made me gag a bit.
During one of the lulls between innings, I spotted something amid the stands on the first base side that almost brought a tear to my eye: Gary Carter and Andre Dawson #1 and 2 respectively on the ring of honour, complete with the beautiful 'Spos emblem, followed by Senators greats and other DC baseball legends.