Well I don't know where to start. I was a Giants fan ever since I was a child. I remember when football was still a mans game. I remember when there was no Tom Brady rule.
Shit I can remember A cold winter day when big Leonard Marshall came around the outside and sacked our bitter rival 49ers QB Joe Montana. Not only did he sack him but he broke three of his fingers taking him out of the rest of the game.
I was young when we won our first Super Bowl. I believe my parents let me stay up late that Sunday night. The only play I remember is a pass to Mark Bavaro. I don't remember what happened after that but what can I say, I was young.
The most important thing is we won our first world championship! So what can I say I'm a Giants fan now. besides it brought me closer to my old man. He was a hard worker for the family and it was nice to have something to bond with a semi- stranger called dad.
So as a kid I was just really learning the aspects of the game. Eager to learn the rules. What to do and what not to do. I can remember a lot about defense. But who can forget such names as Carl Banks, Pepper Johnson, and of course the greatest outside linebacker of all time, the great No. 56 Lawrence Tayor!
And as the time goes on you get others as Mark Collins, Phillipe Sparks, and lest forget Jason Seahorn. One of the most fantastic play in my eyes, was that playoff game against the Vikings when No. 31 got the tip, fell down, rolled on the ground, got up, caught the ball, and ran for the score. Wat a play.
Anyway not to drift to far off of track, I just have to ask, what self respecting big blue fan cant remember the name Scot Nor"wide". I was in seventh grade that night. I can remember watching the game with my friend saying to myself, "I can't believe we are going to lose to the fucking Bills!"
When he lined up for the kickand he got it off I though for sure I was going home a loser. But no "Wide right!" I can't believe what just happened before my eyes. The New York "football" Giants were world champs again, and most important I remember it.
But things weren't always roses. I have two words that bring terror to my ears every time I hear it. Dare I say it? Ray Handley. C'mon you all remember Ray. He was there after they ripped the team apart following our super triumph.
He was the worst coach, they were the worst team I ever saw. When he was the captain, I invented the "Giants face" That was when every Sunday I sat my ass on the couch and every Sunday I buried my fist into my cheek with disgust.
It was almost like Coughlin when he throws his hands in the air after a bad play. I was almost at the point where I was going to join my friend, who was a Chiefs fan, in support. Thankfully I didn't. I just couldn't live with myself if I traded the only thing I thought was glory for a couple of bad seasons. And I'm glad I didn't.
Since the recent chances I've had to go to games I'm a lucky guy. I've seen a couple of Giants Patriots Preseason games. They were at both stadiums. Just last year I saw a preseason, regular season and a post season game. And I HATE THE PHILIADELPHIA F***ING EAGLES!!
Well this is a brief understanding of who I am. It might make a lot of sense to some, but to those it does, it makes it all wort it. Well I hope to be talking to you Big Blue monsters in the season. Later your pal Yakbino