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"Ray Nitschke had great study habits and analyzed as much film as Bart Starr. Nitschke used to drive Vince Lombardi crazy during practice because he was able to call out all the offensive plays before the snap.
He would run around screaming:
"Watch out for the pass;
]Watch out for the draw!"
Vince would scream at him to shut up.
Ray would just grin, and after a play or two Lombardi would start screaming again.
The most amazing thing about Nitschke is that he played his entire career on one leg. Ray Nitschke`s left leg had been injured so much in High School and in College that the muscles had atrophied and never fully regenerated.
His left leg was 50% smaller than his right leg."
Domenic Gentile.
Green Bay Packer's trainer.
"Sometimes I thought of Ray Nitschke as more of an opponent than a teammate, he inflicted so much damage in practice.
He and Jimmy Taylor just didn’t know what it was like to brother-in-law, to ease up." "Instant Replay"
Jerry Kramer.
On July 2, 1963 a metal tower on the Packers practice field fell over on top of Ray Nitschke.
The tower drove a spike into Nitschke's helmet, but didn't injure him.
Lombardi ran over to see what had happened, but when told it had fallen on Ray Nitschke, Lombardi said:
"He'll be fine.
Get back to work!"
Ray Nitschke's helmet with the hole is currently on display in the Packer Hall of Fame in Green Bay.
Nitschke and Lombardi.
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Mel Brooks once recalled that Alfred Hitchcock sat beside him at the premiere of High Anxiety (1977). Throughout the screening, Hitchcock showed very little reaction, but he finally burst out laughing at the exact moment when the birds covered Mel Brooks in droppings in the scene parodying The Birds (1963).
After the film ended, Hitchcock quietly left without saying a word, leaving Mel Brooks worried that he might not have liked the movie. But not long afterward, Brooks received a gift from Hitchcock: a case of six bottles of 1961 Château Haut-Brion wine, accompanied by a letter that read:
My dear Mel,
What a splendid entertainment, one that should give you no anxieties of any kind.
I thank you most humbly for your dedication and I offer you further thanks on behalf of the Golden Gate Bridge.
With kindest regards and again my warmest congratulations.
Hitch.
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Sat yesterday. Bedside. With a wife. Married 56 years to a tough as nails old guy. A fighter. But clearly losing his last match. Bad heart. Bad infection. Kidneys failed. Breathing for him.
She understood he fought and was losing anyway. She sobbed as she went through her ambivalence with me. She didn’t want to let go. She didn’t want him to suffer. He’d be so mad if he knew all of the agressive things we were doing to him. Make him comfortable. Let him go HOME.
She had no one to sit the watch with her. So I did. Held her while she sobbed and watch the light in her person go back to the source.
It didn’t take long. Delayed me by a bit of time but I think it was the MOST important thing I did all day.
I’ve long since learned very directly my limitations on life and death in my job. I know I won’t win every case, even if I always want to.
And when the case is lost … The only thing left for the heart of the healer is to sit with the pain of those that love and remain and carry on. There is value there. It’s a simple thing, really.
When hope is gone, all that is left is love.
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"We were walking towards Busch Stadium when I saw a Cadillac with the license plate "3000".
I say to my buddy:
"That’s Stan The Man’s car."
We were approaching the stadium entrance, when an adult places his hand on my shoulder.
It was Stan Musial, who said:
"Boys, you never have to run out of my way."
"Even at 37 years old in a league with Willie Mays, Hank Aaron, Ernie Banks, Roberto Clemente, and Eddie Mathews, all fearsome Hall of Famers, Stan Musial led the National League in intentional walks.
And it wasn't on account of no lineup protection, either.
Kenny Boyer hit behind him most of the season.
Even if the world outside of the Cardinals' bubble couldn't appreciate what Stan Musial did, the baseball world never took Stan Musial for granted."
Stan Musial's Cadillac.
Musial always had a trunk full of baseball`s ready to be autographed for kid's!!
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Good morning Patriots and Pirates, A coffee toast in memory of Major Rudolf Anderson Jr. (September 15, 1927 – October 27, 1962).
Lest We Forget.
Born in Spartanburg, South Carolina, and graduated from Clemson University in 1948 with a degree in textile management/engineering. Served as an Air Force reconnaissance pilot during the Korean War (flying RF-86 Sabres) and later became a top-tier U-2 spy plane pilot with the Strategic Air Command.
On October 27, 1962 ("Black Saturday"), his unarmed U-2 reconnaissance aircraft was shot down by a Soviet-made S-75 Dvina (SA-2) surface-to-air missile near Banes, Cuba, while photographing offensive missile sites. Shrapnel pierced his pressure suit, causing fatal rapid decompression.
His death shocked Presidents John F. Kennedy and Nikita Khrushchev, acting as a turning point that intensified negotiations and helped avert a nuclear conflict.
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NEW from me
90% of sloths captured in the wild for import will die before reaching the U.S. More die prematurely once here. There is no good reason to continue importing sloths.
Extremely grateful to @RepMaxwellFrost and @RepLaurelLee for introducing the SLOTHS Act!!
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I once got an acquittal for a guy who grabbed his wife by the hair, slapped her, and then fired a revolver next to her head… and then threw her out of the trailer and fired another round in the air outside of the trailer…
because he was trying to watch the Super Bowl and she wouldn’t stop nagging him.
I tried the case because there was no plea deal even offered. Two felonies, both with mandatory 10 years and no parole. Nothing to lose…
After the wife testified at trial, being particularly nasty to me on cross examination, the jury apparently sympathized with my client, who had been married to her for decades, and just like that… set him free. Even the judge couldn’t believe it.
That trailer is still sitting there - now abandoned - on the side of US 219 and you can still see the bullet hole in the wall.
🚨 #BREAKING: Virginia man charged with duct taping his wife to a chair so he could watch football upstairs “in peace”
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When the days are long and hot, and our bones and joint ache, and we smell like hot garbage and chainsaw fumes... This is the type of energy that keeps our mission going. You're quite welcome, Sir! 🫡
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Funny personal story I have about the late GOAT Mike Ditka...
When I was a toddler, my parents and I were on a flight and #MikeDitka happened to be on the flight a few years after the 1985 superbowl win.
My mom passed him in the aisle and I waved to him, and he said to my mom, "She's a beautiful little girl!" My mom said, "Oh just wait..."
In front of DA Coach she says, "Faran, who is the President of the United States?" ... I go, "Mike Ditka!"
20 years later when I danced for his team "The Chicago Rush," I met him at his Ditka's Steakhouse in downtown Chicago.
Upon meeting him, I go, "I actually met you when I was about 3 years old on a plane with my parents." He goes, "Wait, you're not the little girl who said I was the President of the United States, are you?" I told him, "Indeed I am."
He gave me the biggest hug and said, "I don't think you realize, I told everyone in my family that happened... I have been telling that story for decades! What a full circle moment that now you dance for the team!"
Rest in power Coach! You are and always will be a legend.
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Erin States's parents were season ticket holders, with seats in the left field corner stands of the Oakland Coliseum.
Erin was 5 years old in 1989, when she went to her first game, right after the Yankees traded Rickey Henderson back to the A's. She tried to get his attention but couldn't, so the next time she went, she made a sign that said:
"HI RICKEY."
And drew a heart on it.
Rickey saw it and waved to her.
After the game, he brought her a ball.
From then on, she took more specific signs to the games:
NICE STEAL!!!
GREAT HOME RUN!
Erin was devastated when Oakland traded Rickey to Toronto.
She wrote a letter to several Bay Area papers, noting that Toronto was a long way away and her parents wouldn't let her move there.
"I asked my mom to take down all my Rickey posters and pictures in my room.
They make my heart hurt too much to look at.
My mom said that the hurt won't be so bad later, and I'll be able to stop crying when I hear his name.
If someone out there knows Rickey, would you please tell him that the girl with the signs in the left field corner of the Coliseum misses him very much and would you tell him I said goodbye.
I didn't even get to say goodbye."
Someone sent the letter to Rickey, who cried when he read it and said:
"The fans and press might be on me, but I knew I could always count on that little girl."
When the Jays played in Oakland August 30, Rickey came onto the field and found Erin immediately.
He hugged and kissed her and promised that if Toronto got to the World Series, he would hit a home run or steal a base for her.
Newspapers ran a picture of Rickey holding her while she cried.
Erin States Hoy holds the sign she made for Rickey Henderson when she was a child, next to his plaque at the Baseball Hall of Fame
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"Ms. Sivyer became the belle of the ball club.
In white shorts, gold knee socks, and tight kelly green jerseys, she and her colleagues fielded foul balls and, between innings, served the umpire lemonade and chocolate chip cookies baked by Ms. Sivyer."
"I was never really gifted at throwing or catching, but it was a wonderful experience."
In the 1970's, the Oakland Athletics introduced “Ball Girls”, girls who would sit in foul territory near the baselines to retrieve baseballs grounded foul by batters.
With the help of her sister who was then a secretary at the A’s offices, she was one of the first ones hired.
At 13, worked as one of first ball girls for the A’s.
She was paid $5 an hour.
She also worked at Marine World where she water-skied as part of the human pyramid and swam with the dolphins.
She instituted a, “Milk-and-Cookies” break for the umpires.
"The fans who sat behind me were like my adoptive parents, they always worried if I was cold.
It was a real community.
The players were all nice to me.
I got to know Sal Bando, because third base was on my side.
Mr. Bando was always very kind."
Oakland A’s ball girl Debra Jane Sivyer who later became more well known as "Debbi Fields", founder and spokesperson of:
"Mrs. Fields Cookies"
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FLORIDA SUNSET! 🌅🌀 Sky on fire this evening along Pensacola Beach just 24 hours before the landfall of Hurricane Isaias. The calm before the storm. Credit: @DWPhotographed
1) En 1934, un anciano David Hilbert cenaba con Bernhard Rust, ministro de Educación nazi. Rust le preguntó cómo iba la matemática en Gotinga ahora que estaba "libre de la influencia judía". Hilbert, protagonista de una de las búsquedas científicas más estimulantes del siglo, le respondió lacónicamente: "Ya no hay matemática en Gotinga."
Para empezar a entender esa frase hay que saber qué era Gotinga. Y desgraciadamente, tenemos que hablar en pasado. Durante más de un siglo, la pequeña ciudad de la Baja Sajonia fue uno de los grandes centros de la matemática mundial. Gauss, Riemann, Hilbert, Noether o Born pasaron por allí. Libertad académica, financiación estable y prestigio social del saber. Uno de los ecosistemas más productivos para la innovación intelectual que jamás hayan existido, destruido de un plumazo por los nazis. Y todavía leo de vez en cuando eso de "fueron unos monstruos, pero económicamente levantaron Alemania..." 🧵
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Oswald Bouska war ein Wiener Polizist und ab 1940 stv. Polizeichef im Ghetto Krakau. Er war ursprünglich ein überzeugter Anhänger des Nationalsozialismus. Seine Einstellung änderte sich, als er Verfolgung und Ermordung der Juden hautnah miterlebte. Allmählich wurde er zum Gegner des NS-Regimes.
Als 1942 die Kinder des Ghettos in die Vernichtungslager deportiert werden sollten, half er Julius Madritsch bei seiner Rettungsaktion und schmuggelte viele Kinder in die nahe gelegenen Fabriken und von dort zu Familien, die sie versteckten.
Im Juli 1944 desertierte Bouska. Nach der Verhaftung wurde er wegen Fahnenflucht zum Tode verurteilt und #OTD am 18. September 1944 im KZ Groß-Rosen bei Breslau erschossen.
Oswald Bouska (manchmal auch in der Schreibweise Bosko und Boska) war 37 Jahre alt. R.I.P.
#WirVergessenNicht
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"Townes Van Zandt is the best songwriter in the whole world and I'll stand on Bob Dylan's coffee table, in my cowboy boots and say that."
Steve Earle.
"I've met Bob Dylan's bodyguards, and if Steve Earle thinks he can stand Dylan's coffee table, he's sadly mistaken."
"Livin' on the road, my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath is hard as kerosene."
Townes Van Zandt, 1960.
Barrington High School.
Barrington, Illinois.
"To believe your own thought
To believe that what is true for you in your private heart
Is true for all men
That is genius."
Ralph Waldo Emerson.
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In April 2009, dozens of cedar waxwings were found dead in a single yard in Thomas County, Georgia. Their stomachs were packed with one thing: small, red berries.
The birds had hemorrhaged into their lungs, tracheas, hearts and brains. It was cyanide poisoning.
A decade later the curator of the UNC Chapel Hill Herbarium found dead waxwings on campus, in sight of a large nandina planting. That's what finally prompted somebody to test the berries.
Nandina, sold as heavenly bamboo, is from China and Japan, it's invasive across the Southeast, and it's still sold at garden centers.
Most birds can detoxify small amounts of cyanide. Eat one or two nandina berries and you'll be sick for a day. Cedar waxwings don't eat one or two. They gorge on them. A flock strips a bush in minutes.
And the ripe berries release cyanide slowly as they digest. There's no warning, no bad taste, nothing that says stop. By the time it's hitting, the bird has a crop full of them.
Worse, nandina berries hang on all winter, when almost nothing else is fruiting. It's most attractive exactly when the birds have the fewest options.
If you have one, cut the berry clusters off before they ripen. That solves the problem this year.
Then dig it out. Get under the root crown and pry it up, or it comes back. Alternatively, a cut stump with a dab of herbicide will usually kill it for good.
Replace it with winterberry holly, American holly, or eastern red cedar. Red berries all winter, and waxwings are supposed to eat those.
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🇺🇸 The Little Chapel That Stood
The day after the towers fell, a priest named Lyndon Harris walked down Broadway toward St. Paul’s Chapel. He had already decided it was gone. When he saw the spire, he wept.
He opened the door. Ash on the floor. The chandeliers still up. Not one window broken.
A sycamore in the northwest corner of the churchyard had caught debris, including a steel beam from the North Tower. The tree was damaged. The chapel was not.
Workers off the pile started using the porch to sit down and wash. On September 15 the Seamen’s Church Institute showed up with food and lit a grill on the sidewalk.
After that the doors stayed open. For nine months.
Cots in the pews. Eighty asleep at a time, helmets for pillows. Boots and belts marked the wood. Podiatrists set up in George Washington’s pew, the one he used after the inauguration in 1789. Massage tables in the aisle. Musicians played seven hundred times for whoever happened to be in the room.
Half a million meals were served before they closed the doors. Socks, boots, eye drops, cigarettes. Schoolchildren’s letters on the walls. The iron fence outside vanished under photographs, unit patches, teddy bears, and names.
They shut the relief operation down in early June 2002. They still ring the Bell of Hope every September 11.
St. Paul’s went up in 1766. It lived through the fire that burned Trinity in 1776. Oldest public building still in use in the city.































