Who remembers the gigantic snow storm on Thursday dumping about 18 inches? Cost me my flight and had to scramble to get there. [/quote]
I go to LA, but barely, because of the storm! Quite a chase to get rebooked after my Friday flight was cancelled out of Albany. I ended up flying out of NYC Saturday; back in the days when flights were made via the telephone, etc.
I was ready to give up, but I got the right person on the phone early Saturday, and she got me a flight with a very, very tight connection in Chicago. I ran to the 2nd flight and got on the plane to LA as the door was closing at the gate.
Sat in the corner of the end zone where George Martin sacked Elway just before the end of the half for a safety.
My (now deceased) sister was director of communication for CBS sports at the time and got me the ticket, gratis.
I remember sitting there at the Rose Bowl (on benches with numbers for your seat on them, no individual seats, at least where I sat), thinking "my god, the Giants are going to win the SB."
They had been so bad during my childhood, it seemed impossible!
We rented a Winnebago with a few guys, never got tickets to get in. However there were a lot of people in the parking lot with big TV watching, sort of a walk around bar
As I always did. And yes, I definitely remember the snow, huge flakes floating by the window as we watched the game. The VHS tape of the game, which we watched many, many times, had a crawl along the bottom throughout the game with weather updates. January 1987 was glorious for me - I got to see the Giants become champions and missed a whole lot of school from that snowstorm.
I watched with a few friends is someone's basement
Fun story: At the time in 1987 I was working part time for a limo company and did airport pick-ups and drop-offs. The day after SB XXI, I had a pick up at LGA. Park the limo, go inside to the gate and I see Giant fans everywhere waiting too. I look up and notice the flight is from Pasadena! The plane door opens and out comes a hundred or so rabid Giants fans that attended the game. The terminal was going nuts with all the cheering and celebrating. I hated pick-ups but that was the most fun one ever!
spent the week in and around Hollywood…ran into a bunch of Giants at Universal Studios…all I remember are Tony Galbreath and Eric Dorsey.. was offered $2000 a piece for our tickets by a Broncos fan..fat chance…
I expected the Giants to crush the Broncos as they had the Niners and Redskins. The first half was much closer than I anticipated.
The crushing arrived in the third quarter, though :)
You know how prevalent nit-picking is on here, well here was mine: I was pissed we missed the Extra Point which would have made it 40 and appear to be an even bigger rout..😎
I w as about to turn 25. I was stationed in lonely and isolated Dahlgren, VA going to AEGIS SPY/1A school. No one I knew was a Giants fan. As I had no TV in my very small barracks room, I trudged over to the enlisted club where they had a big screen TV..projector, actually. I called home to talk to my dad on the payphone several times during the game, which I watched with like three other guys, all pretty disinterested. Drank a lot of beer, too. Couldn't figure out what to do afterwards. It felt to me like we still had another game to play...like winning it wasn't the end. Very strange feeling, all day, as it was as if nobody on the base cared about the game at all. And I had no one to share it with, lol.
He was in one of those pools at work where there was a 10x10 grid and you got randomly assigned a square. One axis was the Giants score, one was the Broncos, and if the last numbers of the score matched your square, you won.
Dad had 0, 0. He would have won if the final score was 40-20.
He was in one of those pools at work where there was a 10x10 grid and you got randomly assigned a square. One axis was the Giants score, one was the Broncos, and if the last numbers of the score matched your square, you won.
Dad had 0, 0. He would have won if the final score was 40-20.
Watched at home (was home from Rutgers that weekend) with my Dad & Cousins from Iowa that my parents had to take in for about 8 months while my Dad's sister got her shit together. My 7 year old cousin watched my Dad, Brother & I go Ape-Shit during that playoff run. He returned to Iowa in the summer of 1987, and has lived there his entire life. But a rabid NY fan ever since.
4 bottles of Korbel chilling in the January air out on the deck. Just moved in to my new home.... One of my fondest football memories and the jubilation was over the top. I taped the game and still have it to this day, but I don't know how many of you remember the commercial about 5 minutes after the game, they were crushing oranges for orange juice, and stacking them in a Defensive line formation. The caption read, "We took care of the Orange Crush, congrats NY Giants" I believe it was a local bank commercial. WHEN I AM ASKED WHICH SUPER BOWL WAS THE BEST, XX1 IS STILL THE ONE, BROKE OUR CHERRY!!!!
After spending some of that season driving from Boston to Pawtucket to the Holiday Inn just over the border to watch games that were blacked out in Boston.
I've watched every Giants super bowl with friends and/or family
My current and only wife and I had just returned from our honeymoon to watch the Giants win their first Super Bowl. It was an incredible time and the perfect way to start our life together. Even more important than the game and celebration... that Super Bowl night was the conception of our first child. My son, who is now a rabid Giants fan was born 9 months after SB XXV in October.
Watched on the 20 yd line 15 rows behind the Giants bench...
My Dad and I went to our friends house, 4 blocks away. It snowed a pretty good amount. The streets were snowy. We won! My Dad got a little lit, which is very unusual for him. So I had to drive home and I only had my learners permit. I think that was the first time I drove through snow. My mom was mad and Dad had to sleep on the couch the next night. But we won! The next day lots of kids in school wore Giants gear, even though we were supposed to be wearing shirts and ties.
I was 18 & I blew off my friends who wanted to get drunk and
I blew them off to watch the game with my dad. Many years of crap football and seeing my dad's frustration, I couldn't think of a better person to watch the Giants triumph. My friends were pissed at me but decades later I still couldn't fathom watching with anyone else
Andy Headen telling the cameraman during team introductions to "get the fuck outta here", to which my mother tsked and muttered "oh, real nice"...hahahaha Link - ( New Window )
I watched with my buddy with whom I attended Giants games. We had season tickets, but through his uncle. His uncle, who had several seats around the stadium, owed favors to a lot of people over the years, so the SB tickets went to others, not us. I drove to my buddy's house in CT. and watched it with him there. There were a few others in the room (including one who would become his ex-wife) but we ignored the distraction and totally enjoyed the game. After a 20 year wait, it was awesome!
Went to the game with brother,sister and mom, father having passed earlier that year.
Stayed with the team in Costa Mésa
Loved the game, missed my dad desperately
awesome experience I was 14 years old. Chills thinking about it, it was close up until halftime, that first half was nerve wracking. biggest play was the fake punt QB sneak with Jeff Rutledge. McKonkey had the Giants fans fired up. It was pretty fucking great. I remember the fan that had the big banner to his father in heaven, Dad our dream has come true!!!
With a bunch of buddies at my friend's house, enjoying the game and our (illegal) beers. There was one guy there who was a Denver fan, but he wasn't uppity about it. We were extremely confident throughout the game, which maybe was presumptuous of us, but like the '85 Bears, the '86 Giants just seemed ordained to be the champions.
My most vivid memories of the game were anything involving Phil McConkey. We liked how he would go psycho after an 8-yard punt return, and his overall feistiness. Every time he made a play we would yell "THE CONK!" Naturally we went nuts when he caught that fleaflicker.
Shoveled out of 18” snowstorm…1st plane out of EWR… mostly Giant fans…sat (actually stood) behind Giant bench…next to McConkey’s mom…convinced CA State trooper to allow Phil’s wife & son to join him on the field after game (“This is the wife & child of the MVP!”)…Greatest day of my Giant fandom😜
Watched it with my parents. I cared about the game and results a lot more than they did. My father liked the Giants but didn’t lose his mind over it. He was more a cynical kind of fan. He was more partial to baseball. Mom didn’t really care at all.
They were both telling me to calm down at halftime but I was annoyed nyg we’re down. I guess they were right, in retrospect…
Watched it with my parents. I cared about the game and results a lot more than they did. My father liked the Giants but didn’t lose his mind over it. He was more a cynical kind of fan. He was more partial to baseball. Mom didn’t really care at all.
They were both telling me to calm down at halftime but I was annoyed nyg we’re down. I guess they were right, in retrospect…
That’s why I watch alone unless I’m with a similar crazy..😎
I do remember my old man-born in '55 & really having no recollection of the glory years prior to our time in the wilderness-being nervous AF pre game. But then he was weirdly calm @ halftime, thinking that the Giants had played like garbage & were somehow only down 10-9.
...at the time, and watched it with my roommate who was a big time Giants fan from Brooklyn.
It was such a great year to be a Giants fan.
And beating the skins three times that year when we were surrounded by skin fans?
Priceless.
I sometimes think the NFC Championship game was more satisfying then the SB. Just because of where we lived.
I do remember my old man-born in '55 & really having no recollection of the glory years prior to our time in the wilderness-being nervous AF pre game. But then he was weirdly calm @ halftime, thinking that the Giants had played like garbage & were somehow only down 10-9.
Watch the old man stuff... I'm not that much younger than him! :P
Seriously, rading this thread is a bit of an eye opener for me. I realize I am now one of the old farts on this board!
They were going to give the MVP Award to Phil McConkey, but the Disney reps saw him wandering around after the game with a gun in his hands, and decided to give it to Simms instead.
Who remembers the gigantic snow storm on Thursday dumping about 18 inches? Cost me my flight and had to scramble to get there. [/quote]
I go to LA, but barely, because of the storm! Quite a chase to get rebooked after my Friday flight was cancelled out of Albany. I ended up flying out of NYC Saturday; back in the days when flights were made via the telephone, etc.
I was ready to give up, but I got the right person on the phone early Saturday, and she got me a flight with a very, very tight connection in Chicago. I ran to the 2nd flight and got on the plane to LA as the door was closing at the gate.
Sat in the corner of the end zone where George Martin sacked Elway just before the end of the half for a safety.
My (now deceased) sister was director of communication for CBS sports at the time and got me the ticket, gratis.
I remember sitting there at the Rose Bowl (on benches with numbers for your seat on them, no individual seats, at least where I sat), thinking "my god, the Giants are going to win the SB."
They had been so bad during my childhood, it seemed impossible!
Fun story: At the time in 1987 I was working part time for a limo company and did airport pick-ups and drop-offs. The day after SB XXI, I had a pick up at LGA. Park the limo, go inside to the gate and I see Giant fans everywhere waiting too. I look up and notice the flight is from Pasadena! The plane door opens and out comes a hundred or so rabid Giants fans that attended the game. The terminal was going nuts with all the cheering and celebrating. I hated pick-ups but that was the most fun one ever!
I recall catching a smoke outside at halftime nervous that they were down.
The crushing arrived in the third quarter, though :)
The crushing arrived in the third quarter, though :)
You know how prevalent nit-picking is on here, well here was mine: I was pissed we missed the Extra Point which would have made it 40 and appear to be an even bigger rout..😎
I was alone locked in my room
Dad had 0, 0. He would have won if the final score was 40-20.
Dad had 0, 0. He would have won if the final score was 40-20.
Sheesh..😎
I blew them off to watch the game with my dad. Many years of crap football and seeing my dad's frustration, I couldn't think of a better person to watch the Giants triumph. My friends were pissed at me but decades later I still couldn't fathom watching with anyone else
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Stayed with the team in Costa Mésa
Loved the game, missed my dad desperately
Yep.... Things were better back then
They were both telling me to calm down at halftime but I was annoyed nyg we’re down. I guess they were right, in retrospect…
They were both telling me to calm down at halftime but I was annoyed nyg we’re down. I guess they were right, in retrospect…
That’s why I watch alone unless I’m with a similar crazy..😎
It was such a great year to be a Giants fan.
And beating the skins three times that year when we were surrounded by skin fans?
Priceless.
I sometimes think the NFC Championship game was more satisfying then the SB. Just because of where we lived.
To this day, we txt during every giants game.
Watch the old man stuff... I'm not that much younger than him! :P
Seriously, rading this thread is a bit of an eye opener for me. I realize I am now one of the old farts on this board!