Most IP this year? 208.2.
Last year: 216
Fernando wasn't even the highest in any of those (full) years. Pretty amazing
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Last year: 216
Fernando wasn't even the highest in any of those (full) years. Pretty amazing
CGRdrJoe
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i was 5 living in so cal, my dad and uncle were big dodger fans and every time Fernando pitched the game was out on no matter what. Mexicans in so cal at the time didn’t have many players to root for in the majors yet and suddenly they had one of the hottest pitchers in the world pitching for their team.I also wanted to say that I was 7 years old when fernandomania started and that moment in time brought people from all walks of life togetherFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.www.latimes.com
People from different races, cultures, it was a treat to watch him pitch and his look up into the sky was something that united everyone
I can think of a few times these things happen but not often and this was on top of the fact that he was just so GD good on the mound throwing a baseball
Hall of Fame level from '81-'85
Not as amazing as it seems. It was a different time and 250+ innings was somewhat common (up until 1989 the top 10 in IP were always above 250)
3C's
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General Malaise
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My boss spent 9 years in the minors and played winter ball in Mexico. He got to face Fernando and wrote an article about it for SI, which is a cool story in and of itself - he basically waltzed into the SI headquarters, shoehorned his way into the editor's office and left the article on the guy's desk. It got published. It's below for those that might want to read it. @Chaos34 you'll enjoy this one, I think. Right up your alley.
A WINTER-LEAGUER'S ENNUI IS BROKEN BY AN OBSESSION: FERNANDO TONIGHT
March 15, 1982
I shot three lizards this afternoon behind the hotel in Navojoa. They just stood there, tensed, blinking in the Mexican sun. I was surprised to see the red blood, I don't know why. When I was about nine, some kid broke my favorite bat, a black lacquered 29-inch Rocky Colavito model; I was surprised then, too, and in the same way, at the whiteness of the wood exposed by the crack.
Fernando tonight. That thought was a nagging companion all day. It was there between the sights of the Crossman Air Gun, especially when I aimed at the fatter lizards. While my roomie shoots BB's into the hotel room air conditioner that doesn't work, I think: Fernando tonight. Tecate beer cans, most riddled with holes, are next to the bed, nestled in a pile of dirty uniforms. More are on the floor, the desk, the windowsill. No TV. No radio. For two days, we've done almost nothing but sleep, eat and shoot at the room.
My roomie spent most of the morning shaving a bat with a piece of glass. Down here, in winter-league baseball, hitters shave their bats, groove them, cork them—looking for an edge. Pitchers scratch the balls, pine-tar their fingers, Vaseline their pitches—looking for an edge. Now there's quite a pile of shavings on the floor next to his bed. He got four days in the big leagues with Houston after eight years of minor league ball and a year in Vietnam. Now he plays year-round in Mexico. It makes me nervous, his life, especially when he picks up the gun and shoots the air conditioner.
I went to college. I studied Shakespeare, Milton and Chaucer; I dozed through biology, endured finite math. Now, 300 miles south of the U.S. border, staring at a ceiling, I think: Fernando tonight. Strange, surreal, wondrous, amusing, to be 27, single, unmonied, professional yet anonymous, and spend the day thinking: Fernando tonight. But, comfortingly, it's another in an ever-diminishing line of chances to emerge from baseball anonymity.
As I begin the ritual of putting on my uniform, I picture a line drive off his shin, a line drive at his head, a home run to right. I picture the screwball, I see the line drive back up
the middle, his grimace of pain...I hear the phone ring the next morning; I know what I will say:
"Yes, Curt [No Mr. Gowdy or sir—after all, I've arrived], I hit a low, hanging screwball [modesty, the height of conceit].
"Well, I visited him in the hospital last night [David comforts Goliath], and he seemed to be in good spirits considering the multiple fractures of his leg [I can't resist].
"No, Curt, no time in the big leagues [yet]. No, I'm not bitter."
Forget it. Fernando tonight.
There he is, in centerfield, shagging for batting practice, jacketed, looks like he should skip a few meals. I consider calling out. "Hey Fernando, yeah, you—don't be afraid to mix in a diet salad once in a while." I stretch my legs, do pushups and sit-ups. There's adrenaline already—calm down, back off, not too soon. I glance at him out there again, then again. I force my attention elsewhere, but glance once more. His humanity is reassuring, its proximity bothersome, but his gut, it pleases me. It's his banner of weakness.
Batting and infield practice down here are perfunctory; one isn't trying to get better, only ready. Tonight the ritual seems to go on and on. A band plays a song over and over again up in the bleachers—the lyrics, as best I can discern, consist entirely of the word "Fernando." It's his winter ball debut, and there's a big crowd—10,000?
I sit way back in the dugout during pregame ceremonies, adopting the ridiculous attitude that to be attentive is only to increase his edge. All my teammates on the Mazatlan Venidos are up on the steps. I wish they would move so I could see. The governor of the state of Sonora approaches the plate, beaming at Fernando reverently, resolutely through the boos of his constituents. The man is wearing white shoes and leather jacket. He extends his hand to Fernando while still eight or nine feet away, apparently afraid that the opportunity to shake the hand of the nation's hero will be denied him at the last moment. I feel sorry, embarrassed for the man. All day the poor guy probably was thinking: Fernando tonight.
Valenzuela steps up to the microphone. All I can understand of his speech is "Muchas gracias" which he says a lot. Now a collection of politicians advance, jostling, trying to shake his hand. I see one guy touch him and retreat, content with the contact. The stadium lights go out. The leftfield wall explodes with fireworks and spelled out in the air is BIENYENIDOS FERNANDO. The smoke is carrying toward rightfield. Pull the ball to right, to right.
His first pitch is a fastball. I lean over the plate as it passes; nothing special there. I guess screwball on the next pitch, and I'm right. It will be inside, pull it, pull it! I do, and the first baseman fields it cleanly and steps on the bag. O.K., I'm on him. Next time. I'm on him. It's all right. Next time his first pitch is a fastball and I get under it just a bit. Foul ball behind home. It will go in the stands. The wind, it's bringing it back. The catcher flicks out his glove like a lizard's tongue and the ball disappears. I walk back to the dugout. He's only pitching five innings tonight; I won't have another chance. Wait—I visualize the schedule—yes, we play this team again, we play them again.
A WINTER-LEAGUER'S ENNUI IS BROKEN BY AN OBSESSION: FERNANDO TONIGHT
March 15, 1982
I shot three lizards this afternoon behind the hotel in Navojoa. They just stood there, tensed, blinking in the Mexican sun. I was surprised to see the red blood, I don't know why. When I was about nine, some kid broke my favorite bat, a black lacquered 29-inch Rocky Colavito model; I was surprised then, too, and in the same way, at the whiteness of the wood exposed by the crack.
Fernando tonight. That thought was a nagging companion all day. It was there between the sights of the Crossman Air Gun, especially when I aimed at the fatter lizards. While my roomie shoots BB's into the hotel room air conditioner that doesn't work, I think: Fernando tonight. Tecate beer cans, most riddled with holes, are next to the bed, nestled in a pile of dirty uniforms. More are on the floor, the desk, the windowsill. No TV. No radio. For two days, we've done almost nothing but sleep, eat and shoot at the room.
My roomie spent most of the morning shaving a bat with a piece of glass. Down here, in winter-league baseball, hitters shave their bats, groove them, cork them—looking for an edge. Pitchers scratch the balls, pine-tar their fingers, Vaseline their pitches—looking for an edge. Now there's quite a pile of shavings on the floor next to his bed. He got four days in the big leagues with Houston after eight years of minor league ball and a year in Vietnam. Now he plays year-round in Mexico. It makes me nervous, his life, especially when he picks up the gun and shoots the air conditioner.
I went to college. I studied Shakespeare, Milton and Chaucer; I dozed through biology, endured finite math. Now, 300 miles south of the U.S. border, staring at a ceiling, I think: Fernando tonight. Strange, surreal, wondrous, amusing, to be 27, single, unmonied, professional yet anonymous, and spend the day thinking: Fernando tonight. But, comfortingly, it's another in an ever-diminishing line of chances to emerge from baseball anonymity.
As I begin the ritual of putting on my uniform, I picture a line drive off his shin, a line drive at his head, a home run to right. I picture the screwball, I see the line drive back up
the middle, his grimace of pain...I hear the phone ring the next morning; I know what I will say:
"Yes, Curt [No Mr. Gowdy or sir—after all, I've arrived], I hit a low, hanging screwball [modesty, the height of conceit].
"Well, I visited him in the hospital last night [David comforts Goliath], and he seemed to be in good spirits considering the multiple fractures of his leg [I can't resist].
"No, Curt, no time in the big leagues [yet]. No, I'm not bitter."
Forget it. Fernando tonight.
There he is, in centerfield, shagging for batting practice, jacketed, looks like he should skip a few meals. I consider calling out. "Hey Fernando, yeah, you—don't be afraid to mix in a diet salad once in a while." I stretch my legs, do pushups and sit-ups. There's adrenaline already—calm down, back off, not too soon. I glance at him out there again, then again. I force my attention elsewhere, but glance once more. His humanity is reassuring, its proximity bothersome, but his gut, it pleases me. It's his banner of weakness.
Batting and infield practice down here are perfunctory; one isn't trying to get better, only ready. Tonight the ritual seems to go on and on. A band plays a song over and over again up in the bleachers—the lyrics, as best I can discern, consist entirely of the word "Fernando." It's his winter ball debut, and there's a big crowd—10,000?
I sit way back in the dugout during pregame ceremonies, adopting the ridiculous attitude that to be attentive is only to increase his edge. All my teammates on the Mazatlan Venidos are up on the steps. I wish they would move so I could see. The governor of the state of Sonora approaches the plate, beaming at Fernando reverently, resolutely through the boos of his constituents. The man is wearing white shoes and leather jacket. He extends his hand to Fernando while still eight or nine feet away, apparently afraid that the opportunity to shake the hand of the nation's hero will be denied him at the last moment. I feel sorry, embarrassed for the man. All day the poor guy probably was thinking: Fernando tonight.
Valenzuela steps up to the microphone. All I can understand of his speech is "Muchas gracias" which he says a lot. Now a collection of politicians advance, jostling, trying to shake his hand. I see one guy touch him and retreat, content with the contact. The stadium lights go out. The leftfield wall explodes with fireworks and spelled out in the air is BIENYENIDOS FERNANDO. The smoke is carrying toward rightfield. Pull the ball to right, to right.
His first pitch is a fastball. I lean over the plate as it passes; nothing special there. I guess screwball on the next pitch, and I'm right. It will be inside, pull it, pull it! I do, and the first baseman fields it cleanly and steps on the bag. O.K., I'm on him. Next time. I'm on him. It's all right. Next time his first pitch is a fastball and I get under it just a bit. Foul ball behind home. It will go in the stands. The wind, it's bringing it back. The catcher flicks out his glove like a lizard's tongue and the ball disappears. I walk back to the dugout. He's only pitching five innings tonight; I won't have another chance. Wait—I visualize the schedule—yes, we play this team again, we play them again.
Judge Smails
Footballguy
Listened to Vin Scully last night calling Fernando pitching the 9th inning going for a record 8th! shutout in a year. Brought back so many great memories. It was a special time in So Cal. Fernandomania. RIP amigo
Yankee23Fan
Fair Tax!
Dang.Paul Di’Anno 66 - original singer for Iron Maiden on the first two albums, replaced by Bruce Dickenson.
Former Iron Maiden singer Paul Di'Anno dead at 66
Ex-Iron Maiden frontman Paul Di'Anno, who fronted the band from 1978-1981, has diedwww.loudersound.com
I'm seeing them next month. Will be interesting to see what they do.
El Floppo
Footballguy
Don't think you'll find many, if any, Giants fans who agree with a single word of that.I also wanted to say that I was 7 years old when fernandomania started and that moment in time brought people from all walks of life togetherFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.
People from different races, cultures, it was a treat to watch him pitch and his look up into the sky was something that united everyone
I can think of a few times these things happen but not often and this was on top of the fact that he was just so GD good on the mound throwing a baseball
Hall of Fame level from '81-'85
But damn he was good. Rip to a legend. And I'm shocked hes not in the HoF... Always thought he was there.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
That year was magical - the whole country was into Fernandomania.
Eephus
Footballguy
He was on a HoF trajectory but all those early career innings took their toll. Throwing a screwball is tough on a shoulder. He was a replacement level pitcher from his age 27 season on.
northern exposure
Footballguy
I know this is all about Fernando, but I can't think of a pitcher that had a more menacing glare towards homeplate as Dave Stewart had.One of my earliest memories of Baseball was Valenzuela and the 1981 Los Angeles DodgersFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.
-Back in those days you didn't have social media and he was being talked about on TV shows you never heard mention sports
And then Valenzuela and the Dodgers had an amazing post season run
I believe they capped that with a 4-2 World Series victory over the New York Yankees, these two teams will see each other in the World Series laster this week
'81- He pitched the 1st game of the Division Series vs Nolan Ryan and the Houston Astros , Fernando was 20 years old
Valenzuela pitched 8 innings and allowed 1 run
Nolan Ryan pitched 9 innings and allowed 1 run
A young Dodgers pitcher that was not a starting pitcher yet by the name of Dave Stewart came out to pitch the 9th inning and lost the game 3-1
Houston would go up 2-0 in a 5 game Div Series and end up losing to the Dodgers in 5 games
Stewart would go on to be a starting pitcher in the late 80s and WON 20 GAMES B2B2B2B or 4 seasons in a row...
His passing brought back a lot of memories for me
Stewart and Valenzuela also threw no hitters on the same day. It’s the first thing I thought of when I saw this because that’s a very early memory for me.
3C's
Footballguy
Sometimes HOF is more than just stats and longevity and there was no one like him in regards to what he meant to MLB in the early 80s. He was the MLB in the early 80s.
zamboni
Footballguy
Al Hrabosky is probably also up there.I know this is all about Fernando, but I can't think of a pitcher that had a more menacing glare towards homeplate as Dave Stewart had.One of my earliest memories of Baseball was Valenzuela and the 1981 Los Angeles DodgersFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.
-Back in those days you didn't have social media and he was being talked about on TV shows you never heard mention sports
And then Valenzuela and the Dodgers had an amazing post season run
I believe they capped that with a 4-2 World Series victory over the New York Yankees, these two teams will see each other in the World Series laster this week
'81- He pitched the 1st game of the Division Series vs Nolan Ryan and the Houston Astros , Fernando was 20 years old
Valenzuela pitched 8 innings and allowed 1 run
Nolan Ryan pitched 9 innings and allowed 1 run
A young Dodgers pitcher that was not a starting pitcher yet by the name of Dave Stewart came out to pitch the 9th inning and lost the game 3-1
Houston would go up 2-0 in a 5 game Div Series and end up losing to the Dodgers in 5 games
Stewart would go on to be a starting pitcher in the late 80s and WON 20 GAMES B2B2B2B or 4 seasons in a row...
His passing brought back a lot of memories for me
Stewart and Valenzuela also threw no hitters on the same day. It’s the first thing I thought of when I saw this because that’s a very early memory for me.
zamboni
Footballguy
Bruce paid homage to Paul last night at last night's show in St. Paul. Saw the setlist though and they didn't play anything from the first two albums.Dang.Paul Di’Anno 66 - original singer for Iron Maiden on the first two albums, replaced by Bruce Dickenson.
Former Iron Maiden singer Paul Di'Anno dead at 66
Ex-Iron Maiden frontman Paul Di'Anno, who fronted the band from 1978-1981, has died
I'm seeing them next month. Will be interesting to see what they do.
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Uruk-Hai
Footballguy
Bob Gibson would like a word.Al Hrabosky is probably also up there.I know this is all about Fernando, but I can't think of a pitcher that had a more menacing glare towards homeplate as Dave Stewart had.One of my earliest memories of Baseball was Valenzuela and the 1981 Los Angeles DodgersFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.
-Back in those days you didn't have social media and he was being talked about on TV shows you never heard mention sports
And then Valenzuela and the Dodgers had an amazing post season run
I believe they capped that with a 4-2 World Series victory over the New York Yankees, these two teams will see each other in the World Series laster this week
'81- He pitched the 1st game of the Division Series vs Nolan Ryan and the Houston Astros , Fernando was 20 years old
Valenzuela pitched 8 innings and allowed 1 run
Nolan Ryan pitched 9 innings and allowed 1 run
A young Dodgers pitcher that was not a starting pitcher yet by the name of Dave Stewart came out to pitch the 9th inning and lost the game 3-1
Houston would go up 2-0 in a 5 game Div Series and end up losing to the Dodgers in 5 games
Stewart would go on to be a starting pitcher in the late 80s and WON 20 GAMES B2B2B2B or 4 seasons in a row...
His passing brought back a lot of memories for me
Stewart and Valenzuela also threw no hitters on the same day. It’s the first thing I thought of when I saw this because that’s a very early memory for me.
Eephus
Footballguy
Maybe the Rock 'n Roll hall of fame but the BBHOF and BBWAA are very strict gatekeepers.
3C's
Footballguy
Yet Harold Baines is in...
Eephus
Footballguy
Don't hate the player, hate the game.
Willie Mays tells a story that one time facing Drysdale he started to dig in with his back foot at the plate and after digging in, he looked up and realized Drysdale was pitching. Mays then called time out, filled up the hole, and stepped out of the batter’s box as if to say, “I made a mistake. I didn’t realize you were pitching,”Bob Gibson would like a word.Al Hrabosky is probably also up there.I know this is all about Fernando, but I can't think of a pitcher that had a more menacing glare towards homeplate as Dave Stewart had.One of my earliest memories of Baseball was Valenzuela and the 1981 Los Angeles DodgersFernando Valenzuela LHP RIP
Dodgers star Fernando Valenzuela, who changed MLB by sparking Fernandomania, dies at 63
Fernando Valenzuela, the Mexican-born pitcher who led the Dodgers to a World Series win and vastly expanded MLB's Latino fan base, dies at age 63.
-Back in those days you didn't have social media and he was being talked about on TV shows you never heard mention sports
And then Valenzuela and the Dodgers had an amazing post season run
I believe they capped that with a 4-2 World Series victory over the New York Yankees, these two teams will see each other in the World Series laster this week
'81- He pitched the 1st game of the Division Series vs Nolan Ryan and the Houston Astros , Fernando was 20 years old
Valenzuela pitched 8 innings and allowed 1 run
Nolan Ryan pitched 9 innings and allowed 1 run
A young Dodgers pitcher that was not a starting pitcher yet by the name of Dave Stewart came out to pitch the 9th inning and lost the game 3-1
Houston would go up 2-0 in a 5 game Div Series and end up losing to the Dodgers in 5 games
Stewart would go on to be a starting pitcher in the late 80s and WON 20 GAMES B2B2B2B or 4 seasons in a row...
His passing brought back a lot of memories for me
Stewart and Valenzuela also threw no hitters on the same day. It’s the first thing I thought of when I saw this because that’s a very early memory for me.
There is also the story about Drysdale getting told by his manager to intentionally walk Frank Robinson. He went on to drill him with the first pitch and when asked about he said he didn't want to waste 4 pitches to put him on.
Mrs. Rannous
Footballguy
Ron Ely has died at 86.
STEADYMOBBIN 22
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Dr. Octopus
Footballguy
again?
Snoopy
Footballguy
Beat (me to) it.
El Floppo
Footballguy
Michael Jackson, British General Who Disobeyed U.S. Superior, Dies at 80
Labeled “the Prince of Darkness,” he refused to follow an order by NATO’s commander during the Balkans war, saying, “It’s not worth starting World War III.”
Eephus
Footballguy
Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
variety.com
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
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Leroy Hoard
Footballguy
Will always remember him mainly for the original Love Boat theme.Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
zamboni
Footballguy
Even had a cameo performing it.Will always remember him mainly for the original Love Boat theme.Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
Pip's Invitation
Footballguy
I remember him on Match Game as well.Even had a cameo performing it.Will always remember him mainly for the original Love Boat theme.Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
Leroy Hoard
Footballguy
Yes, I think he had the prime guest of the week spot on the upper left. Next to the happy duo of Brett Somers and Charles Nelson Reilly.I remember him on Match Game as well.Even had a cameo performing it.Will always remember him mainly for the original Love Boat theme.Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
⚡DEADHEAD⚡
Footballguy
Phil Lesh died today. RIP Phil.
Chemical X
Footballguy
rosey grier just had that spot when i watched today.Yes, I think he had the prime guest of the week spot on the upper left. Next to the happy duo of Brett Somers and Charles Nelson Reilly.I remember him on Match Game as well.Even had a cameo performing it.Will always remember him mainly for the original Love Boat theme.Jack Jones, one of the last of the crooners
Jack Jones, Balladeer Famous for ‘Love Boat’ Theme and 1960s Hits Like ‘The Impossible Dream,’ Dies at 86
Jack Jones, a traditional balladeer and TV who was famous for hits like 'The Impossible Dream' and 'Wives and Lovers' in the '60s, has died at age 86.
TennesseeJed
Footballguy
What a long strange trip it’s been.
RIP Phil
RIP Phil
zamboni
Footballguy
Oh man - that’s a tough one. Next time it rains I’m going to stash some in a box in his honor.Phil Lesh
Dr. Octopus
Footballguy
The Music Never Stopped - Live February, 1978
Grateful Dead · ****'s Picks Vol. 18: Dane County Coliseum, Madison, WI 2/3/78 / UNI-Dome, University of Iowa, Cedar Falls, IA 2/5/78 (Live) · Song · 2000
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TennesseeJed
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https://x.com/JakeSherman
Jake Sherman
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4m
Phish opening its show tonight in Albany with “box of rain”
Amazing.
Jake Sherman
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4m
Phish opening its show tonight in Albany with “box of rain”
Amazing.
CletiusMaximus
Footballguy
Lesh testimony https://x.com/ExpandingDan/status/1849900500361097311
Mrs. Rannous
Footballguy
Hastur
Footballguy
Last 30 years, one big smoky haze
Galileo
Footballguy
This probably only means something to those around Northeast Ohio, but Jimmy Donovan passed away. News, sports, long time voice of the Cleveland Browns and genuinely good guy, Jimmy has battled cancer for quite a while. RIP, Jimmy.
New Binky the Doormat
Footballguy
a mainstay in the Cleveland TV area for years - he's around my age too, always think of him as "the young guy" ...
