Where were you when Buckner became infamous?
Regarding horrible moments, other than Kennedy's assassination and John Lennon's assassination, this infamous moment is probably more ingrained in my memory than any other. Well, okay - Bart Starr sneaking over on the final play of the '67 NFL championship game. That one was so horrid I've almost forgotten it.
Where were you in '86 when you saw the Red Sox blow it? I was in Boulder, Colorado, and had just watched Colorado stun Nebraska's top 10 football team using trick plays, from great seats given to me by a friend of coach Osborn. I got to meet Osborn before the game, then we visited the Nebraska players in the locker room afterward. What should have been great fun ended up being very somber.
But the important thing was to haul butt over to a sports bar and catch the end of the game. I still remember everything about that moment - looking up over the bar and watching Buckner pretend like his legs were wickets, and the bar-wide groan.
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