bluecatsredsox:

mightyflynn:

2012

baseballhall

hold up now those are some CATS PLAYING BASEBALL

Reblog for Matt T

I appreciate the kind words. I’m doing great - just hard to believe its been ten years. Getting older is a pain in the ass. Nick’s spirit demands celebration and not sadness - go do something nice for someone today!

Ten years ago, I had the worst night of my life.

We had spent the evening celebrating our good friend Nick preparing to leave us for a few months as he headed off to New Zealand for a semester abroad. We drank a few beers, exchanged a lot of hugs, and prepared ourselves for the party awaiting in the fall for our final year at Central. Four of us would have a townhouse together and it was gonna be golden. Nick left the party and headed home to Grand Rapids to see a few more friends and to go snowmobiling. 

I got a call in the middle of the night. Unfortunately,I was probably one of the first five people to know. My friend Zach told me. We had the task of letting everyone else know.

I called my dad first and broke down so hard. I asked him for the strength to tell people the terrible news. I know his heart broke too. Nobody wants their 22 year old to have to tell other 22 year olds that their friend is gone. That means that someone’s child is gone. And that’s not something that’s supposed to happen.

My girlfriend was devastated. I couldn’t tell her myself. Didn’t have the strength. Zach did that job for me. I handled the rest. We went over to the townhouse where so many others from our social circle lived. I still can feel the hate that is reserved for the messenger of bad news. Not mad at me, mad at what I told them. Mad at God for doing this. Mad at the world for being so viciously random. 

The following weeks were a haze. Professors were understanding. We slowly made our way back to normalcy. One of us would randomly cry. One might get pissed off suddenly. Some of us could no longer stand to even see others in the group. Anger and rivalry that Nick could heal in life was made to fester in his passing. It’s weird what tragedy does to you. Your friends aren’t supposed to die when you are young. Or when you are anything but old cranky assholes bitching about the kids today from your rocking chair.

Eventually you stop noticing the anniversaries. You move on to different groups of people after you leave college. You don’t think about it for days, weeks, months. Then it hits. There’s a friend you should be able to call or email and check in on, but you can’t. There are others you could do the same with, but all you have in common now seems to be tragedy and who wants to discuss that. 

Ten years came out of nowhere tonight, just like it did in 2003.

dennymayo:

bendawson:

Man-ssiere

HASHTAG BERT

MRS COACH FOREVER

(via nashvilleabcgifs)

930club:

WE LOVE OUR PARTNERS: District Karaoke

Clear your throat, dust off your mic, and get ready.. it’s time for District Karaoke! Yes, that’s correct, it exists, and it’s awesome! Our featured partner for this week is District Karaoke, D.C.’s only social, team-based, karaoke league. There are so many things we like about that sentence, so let me say it again, a little bit louder this time: SOCIAL, TEAM-BASED, KARAOKE LEAGUE. Oh snap. And the best part? Their karaoke winners win prizes… like, say, a pair of tickets to a show at the 9:30 Club?! 

District Karaoke hosts karaoke four nights a week at various bars around D.C. (bars like Penn Social and Policy, among others). Currently, each division is entering their Semifinals/Finals nights, and they’ll be having their City-Wide Finals on December 3rd. Be sure to check it out for a night filled with drinks, fun, and a lots ‘o singing! 

Registration for the Winter season starts TOMORROW! Click here for more info.

LETS DO THIS, PEOPLE

Man, I haven’t see The Hip in close to a decade and I saw them A LOT from ages 18-24 while I was in Michigan.

I am more than a little excited to see them again tomorrow night. Via its utter simplicity, this is one of the first songs I ever learned to play on my trusty old guitar.

930club:

JUST ANNOUNCED!

Soundgarden at D.A.R. Constitution Hall on January 18th.

Tickets on sale Friday, November 16th at 10AM via Ticketmaster.

I’m an old bastard of 32 so this is quite appealing.

Except that I’m also a fat old bastard and DAR has seats from Nineteen Dickety Six and its not an ideal place for the rock and rolls. 

Also, I may be leaving on a jet plane for work travel that day. 

So, uh, “boo you whore” I guess to the whole thing.

maura:

Happy 59th birthday to one of my biggest influences in every aspect of life: Mister Char-azzzz-ma, David Lee Roth.

ZIBBITY BOP

/auto DLR reblog

olddetroit:

Aerial color photo of Tiger Stadium on game day with Michigan Central Station in the background, 1968.

On this day in 1999, the final game at Tiger Stadium was played.  In tribute, I will be posting Tiger Stadium pics all day long.

Miss u, boo.

Not really though. You were pretty decrepit and full of stank when I was going to games there. Still, realizing that my last trip there was 13 years ago yesterday makes me feel like the oldest of balls.