There is a fine art to “telling a story”.
Some people are really good at it, some strive to be weavers of lore and then there are those that give you the facts and are over and OUT!
It is a fine balance of true, fiction and ridiculous.
I’ve done my fair share of crazy and stupid things. As we like to say; “alcohol may have been involved”. There have been moments of wacky that were done more on a silent dare; “so, you don’t think I can do that – WATCH ME!” Actually, I still like to do these random things.
Never underestimate a person. No matter how well you think you know someone – there’s always a bit of room to be that wild card.
This week sets a perfect example of story telling. At times you know there is embellishment. But, why stop a story that is now out of control (maybe it even makes you look cooler than you already are!).
I worked at Agribition many, many years ago. Its been 25 years since my sister, Lynette and I went to Grey Cup in Winnipeg basically what seemed to be on a whim. We were already on holidays working at Agribition. Hey! What’s a random road trip just 6 hours East – nothing bad can happen in November, can it!
We stayed in a junky little motel – hell on the West side of Winnipeg. The bathroom mirror was so high up, you had to almost stand on a chair to see anything. It was so cold! We drove downtown and to some night club. If I recall correctly, we wedged into a very small Calgary Stampeders Party Room on the top floor of a hotel. A business card sized pass was what was required.
The Toronto Argonauts room was basically empty. We ended up in there with a friend doing wheel barrow races. It appears that we were the entertainment. Three girls from Regina and a bunch of booze. Hello, Argos! You Suck.
If you can’t bring fans out to your hospitality room, something is wrong. Your ownership, at the time, included John Candy, Wayne Gretzky, Bruce McNall. You had an amazing team! WHERE are your FANS!!!
These were the days of NO CELL PHONES – but I took my camera, so I have the photos to prove I was there!
We walked in the Grey Cup Parade – so cold – too cold to just stand and watch! It was lead somewhere along the way by, who else but, David Ash! Freezing temperatures and in typical Winnipeg fashion – A HOT TUB in the Parade!!
Later on Saturday, we ended up in what was probably the Harvard Broadcasting hospitality room, with the likes of Carm Carteri and Bob Poley (Bob was playing guitar). It was loud, crowded and again, how the hell did we get into this!!
Game day was frigid and when you haven’t slept and are a bit “hung-over”, the cold just soaks into you! We sat in the North end zone, that felt like it was going to collapse. The steps were slippery, the outhouses too far away and no one seemed to be wearing enough winter gear to face the chill.
The game was won by Toronto. And I will say that the one bonus thing, we had parked very close to the stadium. We went to a post game party that was a bit of a bummer and prepared to hit the highway back to Regina.
Our jobs working livestock sales awaited at Agribition!
The drive home was a nightmare.
While it was too cold to be drinking beer or whatever you could smuggle into the stadium, that deep freeze also sucked the energy out of you. Dark, tired, hung over; what could possibly go wrong! I don’t know falling asleep and veering into the ditch – over correction. And the big one for me was hearing of the death of Queen’s Freddie Mercury and Kiss drummer, Eric Carr – BOTH on the same day.
I remember this road trip and those names each year at this time. It was a great adventure.
Our SWAMP TALK last night revolved around the stories of others getting to Grey Cup 1991. My tale is one of many and considering the age of those telling the stories we must have all be close in age. Every generation will have tall tales to tell. Take time to listen, this is a pretty good week for them!