2021 Series #19 | Indians @ Cardinals | June 8-9, 2021

[Criznit]

Serious question.. Are there any attendees of the infamous 10 cent beer night on June 4, 1974 on these boards? If so, how was it???

 

[LL3]

Serious question.. Are there any attendees of the infamous 10 cent beer night on June 4, 1974 on these boards? If so, how was it???

I was 7 at the time.... youth discount -- only charged me a nickel for my beers.

 

[xmasbuck]

I was also not of legal age

 

[CDAV45]

I was 3 and occasionally still shitting my pants.

 

[Lee]

Serious question.. Are there any attendees of the infamous 10 cent beer night on June 4, 1974 on these boards? If so, how was it???

Slightly different, but there was an umpire named Dave Phillips. Was the head of the union in the 80's when they umpires went on strike. I worked with his son. Dave wrote a book called Center Field on Fire, i met Dave once, got his book autographed.

He had great stories, some highlights from the stories. His best friend was Bob Costas, Bob attended my friends high school and college graduation parties, i asked what Bob gave him...$100 both times, lol.

Dave was the only umpire to ever throw out Gaylord Perry for throwing a spit ball, kind of cool, but they were friends outside of the game

Dave was the umpire for disco demolition night in 1982 when the White Sox fans burned all the Disco records and the outfield was on fire, thus the name of his book. 10 cent beer night reminded me of him and meeting him, although i dont think he was there, lol.

And to us Indians fans, and the one event i questioned him the most on, Dave was the umpire who had taken Albert Belle's corked bat and it was Dave's office that was broken into that got the bat stolen. Story is 100% true and Dave said he saw the cork, the bat was 100% corked for sure, but no evidence, no crime.

Randy (the son) had some cool stories. For his 25th birthday his dad gave him a golden ticket, meaning he can get into any baseball game with it. Doesnt always work he says, sometimes it matters what the game is and who you actually are. Randy said he really couldnt get into a playoff game unless his dad is with him. Being the former head of the Umpire's Union, Randy said his dad can get into any game he wants including World Series games. Thought that was a cool inside look also.

 

[Lee]

Also one of my best friends during my 20's brother is the Assistant General Manager of the Oakland A's. I have been friends with this guy for over 25 years. When i first became friends, his brother was only a minor league player, very cool to watch his career make it all the way to AGM. He lives here in Scottsdale but i have never met him although i am told by my friend he can get me spring training tickets if i want. Just never took him up on it.

 

[WhoAzcue]

Serious question.. Are there any attendees of the infamous 10 cent beer night on June 4, 1974 on these boards? If so, how was it???

I worked in Florida professionally. One of my favorite colleagues was a guy who grew up in Ravenna and attended Revere High School. He was a big Tribe fan and we became fast friends, one time playing hooky from work and driving four hours to watch the Indians in a long, tense extra innings game in Tampa. Needless to say, we stayed for the entire game--unrewarded, thanks to Albie Lopez, damn you--and got back at dawn. We didn't look so good at work.

Anyway, that's just background for the story I learned on the long drive that night. He said one summer home from college he met this nice gal and their first date was at 10-cent beer night. Yep. And as you can imagine, he said he had a hard time getting a second date after that. She knew nothing about baseball and was horrified by the events that transpired, the drunken, riotous crowd, as well as the behavior of her date who kept saying how "amazing" the whole thing was. (Me, I was listening to WWWE on a transistor radio in my bedroom in Jacksonville, Florida, furious that the Tribe forfeited, losing a golden opportunity to win the game in the 9th.) Nevertheless my pal, somehow persuaded this woman that the events were extraordinary and did not reflect upon him, and they finally went out again, and yes, she ended up his wife, and they have two beautiful daughters, and a nice life, but he admits, his wife is always wary about him, that there's something deep, dark, and sinister inside, just waiting to come out at another beer-soaked sporting event.

 

[Lee]

I worked in Florida professionally. One of my favorite colleagues was a guy who grew up in Ravenna and attended Revere High School. He was a big Tribe fan and we became fast friends, one time playing hooky from work and driving four hours to watch the Indians in a long, tense extra innings game in Tampa. Needless to say, we stayed for the entire game--unrewarded, thanks to Albie Lopez, damn you--and got back at dawn. We didn't look so good at work.

Anyway, that's just background for the story I learned on the long drive that night. He said one summer home from college he met this nice gal and their first date was at 10-cent beer night. Yep. And as you can imagine, he said he had a hard time getting a second date after that. She knew nothing about baseball and was horrified by the events that transpired, the drunken, riotous crowd, as well as the behavior of her date who kept saying how "amazing" the whole thing was. (Me, I was listening to WWWE on a transistor radio in my bedroom in Jacksonville, Florida, furious that the Tribe forfeited, losing a golden opportunity to win the game in the 9th.) Nevertheless my pal, somehow persuaded this woman that the events were extraordinary and did not reflect upon him, and they finally went out again, and yes, she ended up his wife, and they have two beautiful daughters, and a nice life, but he admits, his wife is always wary about him, that there's something deep, dark, and sinister inside, just waiting to come out at another beer-soaked sporting event.

What I read is that clearly anal is out of the question.

 

[Out of the Rafters at the Q]

... there's something deep, dark, and sinister inside, just waiting to come out at another beer-soaked sporting event.

That dildo STILL hasn't come out? Jesus...

 

[LL3]

(Me, I was listening to WWWE on a transistor radio in my bedroom in Jacksonville, Florida, f

38 States and half of Canada! I used to drive quite a bit before the advent of satellite radio, etc. ...the 50,000 watt stations were wonderful companions.