Haven’t got a clue. But the team had a sponsor that put out for some pretty cool unis. Guessing by the coaches shirts I would say late 60’s early 70’s, and probably CA.
Stix, the answer to your question of the Spahn/Marichal game is the Spring/summer of 1962. How do I remember: I “think” it was while I sat next to a pool in San Jose. I got married in April 1962 and lived in an apartment next to that pool from April to October. Went to Lackland AFB the day the season ended. Missed the playoff and all but a couple of the W.S. games. My luck.
Reading through F/G column, it turns out the 2 Japanese players, …”tested positive for trace amounts of Covid-19 antibodies (key word).” This is decidedly different, and NOT a positive test for the virus itself; appears to mean they may have had it in the past, and if this is longer than couple weeks ago they are not a danger to others.
Just wanted to give a shout-out to all the Flappers who contributed to Stix’s GoFundMe. Last dontation was by Kat yesterday and that brought the total to $1580.
I am going to let this ride for one more day, and then cash-out and get the money Stix (have to figure out the logistics of that as it has been some time since I did a GoFundMe).
Truly thank you all again for your contributions to help Stix.
Winder: Offer much appreciated. Postal money order might work best. Am currently on home confinement, so unable to even cash one directly. I’m sure my sister would do the honors on my behalf. She has been a wonderful support during this whole time of travail. Lynn Clausen-Bolme 16614 Hearthside Way Lakeville, Mn. 55044. I am so grateful for everybody’s help. Until my official out-date of November 10 the BOP still has me in its talons, so not even Social Security till that date. One of my hopes, besides getting a fine computer is to be able to purchase a few books and art supplies. Even for postage stamps, I’ve had to bother my family/hosts. It sure will be nice to have some measure of financial independence during the next 150+ days.
Again, thanks to everyone who has helped to make this transition a bit smoother.
It’s in the mail. Hopefully i hid it well enough it’s in a small envelope because that’s all i had. Hope they let you get your life back sooner than later. You probably still have some kind of Parole to do and that can be an adventure in itself. Good luck.
Caught-up on some of yesterday’s comments. Regarding Paul’s post about “Laurel Canyon” it is on EPIX. For those who have DirecTV the station is 558. For Dish the channel is 380. I am definitely going to check this out, as that music is right in my wheelhouse.
Thanks, Paul. I remember seeing a piece on this, and then forgot and never followed-up to check it out.
It is Laurel Canyon Blues. If my memory glands are not sagging too tremulously I caught Mayall’s performance at the Fargo Blues Festival a few summers back. It is held at the Newman Outdoor Field, located on the campus of North Dakota State University and summer home of the Fargo Red Hawks, an independent league team. The fest is held in late July–early August and is not too far from a number of Minnesota lake country attractions and about 130 miles from my home on Echo Ridge.
You’d think all they need to do is toss in a potential revenue-sharing component — i.e., if we make a lot of money, post-season included, then you’ll get more, too, sort of thing. Maybe a majority of the owners don’t want a 2020 season at all.
Interesting clarifying news about the Japanese league start up from WD, up above.
I wouldn’t mind being younger; but, alas, I graduated from high school in ‘78.
I think it’s Unca C., either bottom row, far left, or top row, second from left.
mm 76 games schedule with reduced pro rated still leaves Craw with around $6 mil for 3 months work. Yaz and the rest of league minimum guys come out $200K ish, again for 3 months work. If they don’t make it to post season they are done by end of September. Might not seem fair to all but time’s a wastin on getting a deal.
Really hope this can be solved and baseball stays on normal timetable.
Disclosure time: I’m totally anti-capitalist. No, contrary to what the minderbinders on the boobtoob et al want you to believe, capitalism is the dead-center opposite to free enterprise. It’s like John D. Rockefeller so succinctly put it: “competition is a sin”. Finance capitalism is all about total control over every nation’s financial system. Part of the problem is not only the Rockefeller and Rothschild crime families, but also mutual funds such as Vanguard, Blackrock and State Street. It’s all about conglomerate entities swallowing up traditionally localized or regionally based corporations and not infrequently outsourcing to other countries. Its known as globalization.
Where I’m going with this screed DOES relate to the current state of MLB. Most team owners throughout pro sports happen to be billionaires. Many of them were born with a platinum spoon up their ass. Though I’m a loyal Minnesota Vikings fan (was an usher at their very first game) I do not like the fact that their absentee owner is some guy from Noo Jersey and the previous one was a car dealer from Fort Worthless,Texas.
Hold yer pants on. This may seem weird, but the only team ownership I totally respect are the slew of Wisconsinites who conjointly own the Packers. Yes, it’s some form of cooperative arrangement, where some of the most ardent fans hold ownership shares in the team. Maybe one way we could begin to get our country back from the poobahs who dominate pro sports would be for loyal fans to form associations and make those guys some offers they cannot refuse. Please don’t ask me who gets to play Godfather. It could work in somewhat the same manner that ChiPower’s “go fund me” will be of great benefit to yours truly. Pledges. No money down. Perhaps the pledges should be ironclad. Maybe someone like Xoot could figure out how to do that.
“Ab chao, ordo”. (Out of chaos, order). The lockdown could be a majorleague-level opportunity. Right now, the owners are hard-pressed to keep the Titanic from going down. Currently, they are at their most vulnerable. Solidarity amongst billionaires? Fuggid aboudit! Most of em are like ego-case tomcats. They are more apt to fight and claw it out with each other. Some of em already hafta be looking for an out. Bottom line is looking a bit shaky. The investment appears vulnerable. What better time for organized fans to strike? Seems to me that the el Flappo Brotherhood comprises a pretty well-organized cadre. How bout it? Let’s talk baseball.
Just thought of something…a double-down dare. Broke as I currently happen to be, I do have faith that through the workings of providence I’ll be the happy recipient of a few bucks in the near future. So here goes, I pledge the first hundred bucks to the Godfather Claus, initiating a takeover offer beginning with the One Flap Down77 Brotherhood comprising the most fanatical of all known Giants fans. My roots go deep, back to 1954, when the New York Giants were World Champs for the very last time. Opportunity strikes. Let’s do one for the team rather than going on crying in our individually favorite adult beverages.
boom! You got it. And it must not have been easy because my dad sent me a guess and he thought it was me but second from the bottom right not all the way to the right. My own dad, lol
That is Portola Valley Little League sponsored by Sunset Magazine. 1977 I think. A 9 year old Big Flavor. Those uni’s were legit. And that photographer was terrible. At least 4 of the kids have a stupid look on the face and he put one of the tallest guys on the team (me) on the bottom row. Portola Valley sucked man. My parents moved us up there from Palo Alto to a sick house to try to save their marriage. That plan failed miserably and we moved back down to Palo Alto with my mom in 1979. Shattered and broken.
I’m having problems posting, but I tried earlier saying it was you flavor, top left,1980?, Palo Alto little league?
I am wrong like your father lol 😂
Also the kid top right is that his father next to him as a coach?
Apologies to WINDER and KAT—I had some words in the filter system that were flagging you guys. I took them off. To foil the trolls I will often put words in there that fuck up there stupid attempts to troll the blog. It’s hilarious they write this long prose of bullshit and it goes right into the filter system. Anyway, I had “Palo Alto” in the filter system to ding that dumbfuck who trolls here about once a month. He’s gone now so I’ll take it off. Trolls are so stupidly predictable they post the same shit over and over–it’s quite easy to zap them into spam with a couple of the same words they use over and over.
AlleyKat was guessing me over and over and it was going into the filter because he was saying “palo Alto” and i forgot to take that filter off. But, he was guessing the wrong kid so…..Chi still wins.
I barely remember those kids but I am pretty sure the two coaches are standing next to their sons. I’m assuming that’s how that short whispy looking kid got to stand behind be while I had to kneel like a bitch in front of him.lol
Sunset Magazine sponsored your Little League Team??????
I fucking love that.
That’s about as Cali as painting a rock that says “Trump Hurts My Feelings.”
I thought it might be Sunset Magazine, but then thought, no way. Then I thought maybe it was the Sunset Scavenger garbage collection service that served my grandma’s neighborhood—-which reminded me of the line from Old School where Rodney Dangerfield says something like “I’m not sure you’re aware of who controls that industry, but I can assure you it ain’t the Boy Scouts”
I have one *Guess the Flapper* in the hopper for tomorrow. If you’ve got one of yourself preferably playing ball email it to me ASAP. bigflavor77@gmail.com
Sunset magazine used to be on the corner of Willow rd and Middlefield rd. The yard in back of their offices was fenced off with a creek on the other side. That was one of our hangouts when we were kids and everyonce in awhile we would hop the fence and hang out in their showplace of a yard. They would run out as soon as they saw us, it was something to do.
I gotta story that touches on both the Giants AND Sunset Magazine. Also includes Tahoe, a small plane crash, and the bond between father and daughter. I need to flesh it out a little bit, but I’ll get it on here in the next few days.
Menlo Park, man near where the VA used to be and not far from Menlo Atherton HS. Hey watching Chiefs at Rams (in those hideous all yellow unis) from late season 2018 on ESPNU…Robert Woods of USC having field day. Chiefs scored 51…wasn’t enough.
yes, among other things. Big tennis, swimming, etc. They had a polo field there too. I mowed that bitch. They did a horse show of some kind (i forget what it wasn’t horse RACING so I wasn’t a big fan) that was called Tally Ho every August…..
uh oh Oakland loses another one. Bonnie Pointer dead month shy of 70 years old. Also Oakland Tech graduate. btw the Pointer sisters’ big hit “Yes We Can Can” was written by Alan Toussaint
PV makes Hillsborough look like west Oakland. That’s some high-riding digs. Had a few friends down that way. Buddy of mine was racing through the winding roads of PV after a night of the usual at someone’s house down there, caught a little air, got sideways, hit a tree square on the rear bumper of his stepfather’s Mercury Montego, then spun around 2 more times the opposite way. Guy in the back seat hit the drivers side backseat window from the right side, and I would have flown out the drivers side window if I didn’t have my seatbelt on. He caught hell when he showed up at home, and the rear bumper was pushed 1 foot to the right.
I think just about everyone who lived in the flats cruised around Portola Valley getting high. If you were planning a longer trip you just went up to La Honda or Big Basin. Loved those areas.
One clue about you Flavor should of been your glove.I assume it’s a left handed glove cause but you don’t have it on your right arm it kinda fooled me.Your teammate next to you is a left hander for sure am I right?
Flavor, you may have been distressed, but you look more relaxed and amiable than any other kid on the team.
I had some clients from Portola Valley — a married couple who’d lost some 6 million in 1980s dollars courtesy of an investment adviser who lived in a mansion next door to theirs. They were without a doubt the most gracious and down-to-earth rich people I’ve ever met. The husband, who’d come west on a scholarship to play football at Snodfart, had been the frat brother of a senior partner at my firm. They took the case as a favor to him and to give a green associate a chance to litigate against a nasty low-level securities-fraud defense firm. Good training, they called it. I got a lot of that stolen money back. Based solely on that one experience, I’ve always reserved a sort of regard for PV — the right-wing political fundraisers I’ve heard about there notwithstanding.
Portola Valley is great, it’s just filled with rich wealthy assholes. But Rossatti’s is still there. It’s called the Alpine Inn now but nobody I know calls it that. Ken Margerum, even up until recently, still went there in the afternoons, sat outside pounding beers with his buddies, talking about passes he used to catch from Elway…..Good times man, good times……
mm story on MLBTR “Latest proposal”: 76 games, half of prorated salary for players. Expanded playoffs (shuld everything go OK) to include 16 teams, 8 seeded in each league beginning with best 2 of 3. Players to get close to 75% of salary should playoff $$ all come in yada yada. Hopefully all sorted out by Wed.
PaulinAsia Banh Bao said, on June 8, 2020 at 7:27 pm
One disadvantage living on the other side of the world: I can’t just go down into the basement to dig out old photos from Little League days…. I know they’re there… but will probably never see the light of day again… Really enjoying seeing these old pics of young Flappers.
PaulinAsia Banh Bao said, on June 8, 2020 at 7:46 pm
Short little story somewhat related to Flying Burrito Brothers et al – Summer of ’74 or ’75 in NJ, had tickets to see Chris Hillman’s band at Mt. Vernon ski resort in north Jersey. Band comes on, some of the band members look familiar but no Chris Hillman. Rick Roberts is there, apologizes, yeah, Chris couldn’t make it (those guys were always having *health issues*)…. “But we have a nice surprise for you, a new band: Firefall. Enjoy.” They hadn’t even cut an album yet. Rick Roberts, Mark Andes, Michael Clark, some old names. At break, my friends and I were walking around the place and stumbled upon the “band room”, and the Firefall guys are tokin’ up a storm. Invite us in. Tokin’ up a storm with old Byrds and Burrito Brothers band members. A night to remember, and I’m surprised I actually do, those guys had top-shelf stuff….
P/A Wow Firefall nice pull.
I still have a couple of they’re albums I can spin.
You are the woman that I’ve always dreamed of ,Mexico,etc
Did see them at Winterland back in 76 I believe, good easy music to listen too!🎶
Another band back then that played second fiddle to Heart, cause they were out of Seattle was a band called Quarter Flash, who’s big hit was Hardin my Heart..
PaulinAsia Banh Bao said, on June 8, 2020 at 8:47 pm
Yeah, Firefall was kinda easy listening, i wasn’t a huge fan, but liked them enough just because I’d *partied* with ’em a bit. What i really remember from that night was the somewhat surreal feeling that holy shit, I’m passing joints and sitting on a sofa next to the drummer for the f-ing Byrds, man….
I saw Quarter Flash as the opening act for Elton John in the ‘80s. What a different era. I had stood in line at a ticket place (probably a record store with primitive computers) for not all that long, and bought 4th row tickets on the floor that were right by where Elton sat at his piano. The tickets cost not much more than anywhere else in the arena. Such a cool different era.
Quarter Flash did a good set, then Elton came out and performed about 3 hours. Such a different era!
Quarterflash! Damn. Didn’t know they were from Seattle. I told y’all about my chance meeting with Elvin Bishop and Charlie Daniels, right? I was on a high school ski trip to Salt Lake City, and the last night we were there, Elvin Bishop and Charlie Daniels were doing a show in town. Someone found out that night that they were staying in our hotel. And even better someone got the room number. We did our own shit that night biding our time, and figured midnight would be a good time to give the room a knock. So 4 of us (we all looked like loadies) nervously knock on the door, and some big dude says, “Yeah, what the fuck do you want?” “Uh, uh, we heard Elvin bishop was here!” “Fuck off!” SLAM.
So, we’re bummed. “Shit, man, that woulda been cool.” So we trudge to the elevator, and the door opens up to Elvin Bishop standing there. We’re saying, how was the show, man? Shit, wish we coulda gone. He’s like, great show, great stuff, but shit man, this town dries up at sunset! What you guys doing to get by? We tell him we haad a few beers, a couple joints, some Jack, but we are all running out. He’s says, ‘come on down to the room!” So we walk in right past the roadie with a wink and a knowing head nod, and proceed to drink, smoke and line up some bumps for the next 6 hours. They played the shit of of a few acoustic guitars, makeshift drums and really horrible singing from us. Charlie was still in his long haired country boy phase, and he did a great rendition of Uneasy Rider. I wish I could remember that night better. We had a 9 o’clock flight back to SF and we were all wrecked but it was fucking great.
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I am going with Unca Chuck bottom left. 1978 Little League in whatever South Bay town he grew up in. Redwood City I think?
I think I am way late on the year. If it’s Unca Chuck it would have to be well before 1978 based on the great concerts I remember him attending.
I say SanDiggity. Fourth from right, front row. 1983.
Haven’t got a clue. But the team had a sponsor that put out for some pretty cool unis. Guessing by the coaches shirts I would say late 60’s early 70’s, and probably CA.
Stix, the answer to your question of the Spahn/Marichal game is the Spring/summer of 1962. How do I remember: I “think” it was while I sat next to a pool in San Jose. I got married in April 1962 and lived in an apartment next to that pool from April to October. Went to Lackland AFB the day the season ended. Missed the playoff and all but a couple of the W.S. games. My luck.
stan- you were close. i looked it up. The game was on July 2nd 1963. I remember listening to that game but I didn’t remember the date.
Unca Chuck, Sunol, 1972.
Reading through F/G column, it turns out the 2 Japanese players, …”tested positive for trace amounts of Covid-19 antibodies (key word).” This is decidedly different, and NOT a positive test for the virus itself; appears to mean they may have had it in the past, and if this is longer than couple weeks ago they are not a danger to others.
Just wanted to give a shout-out to all the Flappers who contributed to Stix’s GoFundMe. Last dontation was by Kat yesterday and that brought the total to $1580.
I am going to let this ride for one more day, and then cash-out and get the money Stix (have to figure out the logistics of that as it has been some time since I did a GoFundMe).
Truly thank you all again for your contributions to help Stix.
I would definitely send stix some cash if I had a p.o. box or address. i don’t like using my credit cards and I know nothing about go fund me.
Winder: Offer much appreciated. Postal money order might work best. Am currently on home confinement, so unable to even cash one directly. I’m sure my sister would do the honors on my behalf. She has been a wonderful support during this whole time of travail. Lynn Clausen-Bolme 16614 Hearthside Way Lakeville, Mn. 55044. I am so grateful for everybody’s help. Until my official out-date of November 10 the BOP still has me in its talons, so not even Social Security till that date. One of my hopes, besides getting a fine computer is to be able to purchase a few books and art supplies. Even for postage stamps, I’ve had to bother my family/hosts. It sure will be nice to have some measure of financial independence during the next 150+ days.
Again, thanks to everyone who has helped to make this transition a bit smoother.
It’s in the mail. Hopefully i hid it well enough it’s in a small envelope because that’s all i had. Hope they let you get your life back sooner than later. You probably still have some kind of Parole to do and that can be an adventure in itself. Good luck.
Caught-up on some of yesterday’s comments. Regarding Paul’s post about “Laurel Canyon” it is on EPIX. For those who have DirecTV the station is 558. For Dish the channel is 380. I am definitely going to check this out, as that music is right in my wheelhouse.
Thanks, Paul. I remember seeing a piece on this, and then forgot and never followed-up to check it out.
I think John Mayall had an album called ‘Blues from Laurel Canyon.’ Probably from around 70-71.
It is Laurel Canyon Blues. If my memory glands are not sagging too tremulously I caught Mayall’s performance at the Fargo Blues Festival a few summers back. It is held at the Newman Outdoor Field, located on the campus of North Dakota State University and summer home of the Fargo Red Hawks, an independent league team. The fest is held in late July–early August and is not too far from a number of Minnesota lake country attractions and about 130 miles from my home on Echo Ridge.
You’d think all they need to do is toss in a potential revenue-sharing component — i.e., if we make a lot of money, post-season included, then you’ll get more, too, sort of thing. Maybe a majority of the owners don’t want a 2020 season at all.
Interesting clarifying news about the Japanese league start up from WD, up above.
I’m gonna go with Zumie, Turlock Little League, 1978.
Back row, second from the left.
I see some Ed Halicki in that kid.
I wouldn’t mind being younger; but, alas, I graduated from high school in ‘78.
I think it’s Unca C., either bottom row, far left, or top row, second from left.
It’s not Zumiee, Unca Chuck or San Diggity Dawg, but those were all awesome guesses.
LOL, so much for my guess.
mm 76 games schedule with reduced pro rated still leaves Craw with around $6 mil for 3 months work. Yaz and the rest of league minimum guys come out $200K ish, again for 3 months work. If they don’t make it to post season they are done by end of September. Might not seem fair to all but time’s a wastin on getting a deal.
Really hope this can be solved and baseball stays on normal timetable.
You might like this, Paul. This was when Gram was fully under the thrall of the Mick Jagger Rolling Stones.
Me and my stoner buddies in high school were coined the flying burrito borthers by one of our teachers.
Chi, bottom left, Tulsa Ok, 1974.
Disclosure time: I’m totally anti-capitalist. No, contrary to what the minderbinders on the boobtoob et al want you to believe, capitalism is the dead-center opposite to free enterprise. It’s like John D. Rockefeller so succinctly put it: “competition is a sin”. Finance capitalism is all about total control over every nation’s financial system. Part of the problem is not only the Rockefeller and Rothschild crime families, but also mutual funds such as Vanguard, Blackrock and State Street. It’s all about conglomerate entities swallowing up traditionally localized or regionally based corporations and not infrequently outsourcing to other countries. Its known as globalization.
Where I’m going with this screed DOES relate to the current state of MLB. Most team owners throughout pro sports happen to be billionaires. Many of them were born with a platinum spoon up their ass. Though I’m a loyal Minnesota Vikings fan (was an usher at their very first game) I do not like the fact that their absentee owner is some guy from Noo Jersey and the previous one was a car dealer from Fort Worthless,Texas.
Hold yer pants on. This may seem weird, but the only team ownership I totally respect are the slew of Wisconsinites who conjointly own the Packers. Yes, it’s some form of cooperative arrangement, where some of the most ardent fans hold ownership shares in the team. Maybe one way we could begin to get our country back from the poobahs who dominate pro sports would be for loyal fans to form associations and make those guys some offers they cannot refuse. Please don’t ask me who gets to play Godfather. It could work in somewhat the same manner that ChiPower’s “go fund me” will be of great benefit to yours truly. Pledges. No money down. Perhaps the pledges should be ironclad. Maybe someone like Xoot could figure out how to do that.
“Ab chao, ordo”. (Out of chaos, order). The lockdown could be a majorleague-level opportunity. Right now, the owners are hard-pressed to keep the Titanic from going down. Currently, they are at their most vulnerable. Solidarity amongst billionaires? Fuggid aboudit! Most of em are like ego-case tomcats. They are more apt to fight and claw it out with each other. Some of em already hafta be looking for an out. Bottom line is looking a bit shaky. The investment appears vulnerable. What better time for organized fans to strike? Seems to me that the el Flappo Brotherhood comprises a pretty well-organized cadre. How bout it? Let’s talk baseball.
Just thought of something…a double-down dare. Broke as I currently happen to be, I do have faith that through the workings of providence I’ll be the happy recipient of a few bucks in the near future. So here goes, I pledge the first hundred bucks to the Godfather Claus, initiating a takeover offer beginning with the One Flap Down77 Brotherhood comprising the most fanatical of all known Giants fans. My roots go deep, back to 1954, when the New York Giants were World Champs for the very last time. Opportunity strikes. Let’s do one for the team rather than going on crying in our individually favorite adult beverages.
See? This is a perfect example. I have no fucking idea what Stix is talking about here but I enjoyed reading it.
Test
you always pass this test, my man.
My second shot in the dark. Our blog head honcho, the esteemed Big Flavor. Bottom right.
boom! You got it. And it must not have been easy because my dad sent me a guess and he thought it was me but second from the bottom right not all the way to the right. My own dad, lol
LMAO. I was going to be all cocky (what, me???) and give a boom with my guess.
That is Portola Valley Little League sponsored by Sunset Magazine. 1977 I think. A 9 year old Big Flavor. Those uni’s were legit. And that photographer was terrible. At least 4 of the kids have a stupid look on the face and he put one of the tallest guys on the team (me) on the bottom row. Portola Valley sucked man. My parents moved us up there from Palo Alto to a sick house to try to save their marriage. That plan failed miserably and we moved back down to Palo Alto with my mom in 1979. Shattered and broken.
I’m having problems posting, but I tried earlier saying it was you flavor, top left,1980?, Palo Alto little league?
I am wrong like your father lol 😂
Also the kid top right is that his father next to him as a coach?
Apologies to WINDER and KAT—I had some words in the filter system that were flagging you guys. I took them off. To foil the trolls I will often put words in there that fuck up there stupid attempts to troll the blog. It’s hilarious they write this long prose of bullshit and it goes right into the filter system. Anyway, I had “Palo Alto” in the filter system to ding that dumbfuck who trolls here about once a month. He’s gone now so I’ll take it off. Trolls are so stupidly predictable they post the same shit over and over–it’s quite easy to zap them into spam with a couple of the same words they use over and over.
AlleyKat was guessing me over and over and it was going into the filter because he was saying “palo Alto” and i forgot to take that filter off. But, he was guessing the wrong kid so…..Chi still wins.
Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner! BOOM!
I barely remember those kids but I am pretty sure the two coaches are standing next to their sons. I’m assuming that’s how that short whispy looking kid got to stand behind be while I had to kneel like a bitch in front of him.lol
pretty nice unis for 9 yr old ball. But yeah sticking the tallest guy on bottom row gets done like never.
That kid on the top row in the middle is creeping me out. He kind of looks like Danny from The Shining.
Hmmm…maybe he is checking out a hot babe who is strolling by in the background. 😉
Sunset Magazine sponsored your Little League Team??????
I fucking love that.
That’s about as Cali as painting a rock that says “Trump Hurts My Feelings.”
I thought it might be Sunset Magazine, but then thought, no way. Then I thought maybe it was the Sunset Scavenger garbage collection service that served my grandma’s neighborhood—-which reminded me of the line from Old School where Rodney Dangerfield says something like “I’m not sure you’re aware of who controls that industry, but I can assure you it ain’t the Boy Scouts”
boujee league, boujee town. Still tho, those uni’s were sick.
Agree, SanD…sponsorship by Sunset rag is bad ass…and about as California as it gets. Love the painted rock line “Trump Hurts My Feelings.”
I was gonna say it was Magnus in the pic, buit truly had no guess as to which one. I just figured whoever is tallest.
I have one *Guess the Flapper* in the hopper for tomorrow. If you’ve got one of yourself preferably playing ball email it to me ASAP. bigflavor77@gmail.com
Sunset magazine used to be on the corner of Willow rd and Middlefield rd. The yard in back of their offices was fenced off with a creek on the other side. That was one of our hangouts when we were kids and everyonce in awhile we would hop the fence and hang out in their showplace of a yard. They would run out as soon as they saw us, it was something to do.
In what city? Portola Valley?
I gotta story that touches on both the Giants AND Sunset Magazine. Also includes Tahoe, a small plane crash, and the bond between father and daughter. I need to flesh it out a little bit, but I’ll get it on here in the next few days.
Menlo Park, man near where the VA used to be and not far from Menlo Atherton HS. Hey watching Chiefs at Rams (in those hideous all yellow unis) from late season 2018 on ESPNU…Robert Woods of USC having field day. Chiefs scored 51…wasn’t enough.
I used to ride my bike past the old Sunset magazine office all the time on my way to my job at the Circus Club back when I was in high school.
Wasn’t that the horse jumping place?
yes, among other things. Big tennis, swimming, etc. They had a polo field there too. I mowed that bitch. They did a horse show of some kind (i forget what it wasn’t horse RACING so I wasn’t a big fan) that was called Tally Ho every August…..
If Circus Club ain’t a great name for a strip joint, I don’t know what is. Take it from an authoritative source of the Demimonde.
uh oh Oakland loses another one. Bonnie Pointer dead month shy of 70 years old. Also Oakland Tech graduate. btw the Pointer sisters’ big hit “Yes We Can Can” was written by Alan Toussaint
the kid third in from the left, bottom row looks like he just found out his parents were getting divorced, too
PV makes Hillsborough look like west Oakland. That’s some high-riding digs. Had a few friends down that way. Buddy of mine was racing through the winding roads of PV after a night of the usual at someone’s house down there, caught a little air, got sideways, hit a tree square on the rear bumper of his stepfather’s Mercury Montego, then spun around 2 more times the opposite way. Guy in the back seat hit the drivers side backseat window from the right side, and I would have flown out the drivers side window if I didn’t have my seatbelt on. He caught hell when he showed up at home, and the rear bumper was pushed 1 foot to the right.
I think we all marvel you survived your youth, Chuck. 🙂
I think just about everyone who lived in the flats cruised around Portola Valley getting high. If you were planning a longer trip you just went up to La Honda or Big Basin. Loved those areas.
One clue about you Flavor should of been your glove.I assume it’s a left handed glove cause but you don’t have it on your right arm it kinda fooled me.Your teammate next to you is a left hander for sure am I right?
yes. He and I are both left handed.
Flavor, you may have been distressed, but you look more relaxed and amiable than any other kid on the team.
I had some clients from Portola Valley — a married couple who’d lost some 6 million in 1980s dollars courtesy of an investment adviser who lived in a mansion next door to theirs. They were without a doubt the most gracious and down-to-earth rich people I’ve ever met. The husband, who’d come west on a scholarship to play football at Snodfart, had been the frat brother of a senior partner at my firm. They took the case as a favor to him and to give a green associate a chance to litigate against a nasty low-level securities-fraud defense firm. Good training, they called it. I got a lot of that stolen money back. Based solely on that one experience, I’ve always reserved a sort of regard for PV — the right-wing political fundraisers I’ve heard about there notwithstanding.
Portola Valley is great, it’s just filled with rich wealthy assholes. But Rossatti’s is still there. It’s called the Alpine Inn now but nobody I know calls it that. Ken Margerum, even up until recently, still went there in the afternoons, sat outside pounding beers with his buddies, talking about passes he used to catch from Elway…..Good times man, good times……
mm story on MLBTR “Latest proposal”: 76 games, half of prorated salary for players. Expanded playoffs (shuld everything go OK) to include 16 teams, 8 seeded in each league beginning with best 2 of 3. Players to get close to 75% of salary should playoff $$ all come in yada yada. Hopefully all sorted out by Wed.
One disadvantage living on the other side of the world: I can’t just go down into the basement to dig out old photos from Little League days…. I know they’re there… but will probably never see the light of day again… Really enjoying seeing these old pics of young Flappers.
Short little story somewhat related to Flying Burrito Brothers et al – Summer of ’74 or ’75 in NJ, had tickets to see Chris Hillman’s band at Mt. Vernon ski resort in north Jersey. Band comes on, some of the band members look familiar but no Chris Hillman. Rick Roberts is there, apologizes, yeah, Chris couldn’t make it (those guys were always having *health issues*)…. “But we have a nice surprise for you, a new band: Firefall. Enjoy.” They hadn’t even cut an album yet. Rick Roberts, Mark Andes, Michael Clark, some old names. At break, my friends and I were walking around the place and stumbled upon the “band room”, and the Firefall guys are tokin’ up a storm. Invite us in. Tokin’ up a storm with old Byrds and Burrito Brothers band members. A night to remember, and I’m surprised I actually do, those guys had top-shelf stuff….
Cool story. Best I ever did was a short conversation over a been with Tim Flannery before on of his shows.
P/A Wow Firefall nice pull.
I still have a couple of they’re albums I can spin.
You are the woman that I’ve always dreamed of ,Mexico,etc
Did see them at Winterland back in 76 I believe, good easy music to listen too!🎶
Another band back then that played second fiddle to Heart, cause they were out of Seattle was a band called Quarter Flash, who’s big hit was Hardin my Heart..
Yeah, Firefall was kinda easy listening, i wasn’t a huge fan, but liked them enough just because I’d *partied* with ’em a bit. What i really remember from that night was the somewhat surreal feeling that holy shit, I’m passing joints and sitting on a sofa next to the drummer for the f-ing Byrds, man….
I saw Quarter Flash as the opening act for Elton John in the ‘80s. What a different era. I had stood in line at a ticket place (probably a record store with primitive computers) for not all that long, and bought 4th row tickets on the floor that were right by where Elton sat at his piano. The tickets cost not much more than anywhere else in the arena. Such a cool different era.
Quarter Flash did a good set, then Elton came out and performed about 3 hours. Such a different era!
Quarterflash! Damn. Didn’t know they were from Seattle. I told y’all about my chance meeting with Elvin Bishop and Charlie Daniels, right? I was on a high school ski trip to Salt Lake City, and the last night we were there, Elvin Bishop and Charlie Daniels were doing a show in town. Someone found out that night that they were staying in our hotel. And even better someone got the room number. We did our own shit that night biding our time, and figured midnight would be a good time to give the room a knock. So 4 of us (we all looked like loadies) nervously knock on the door, and some big dude says, “Yeah, what the fuck do you want?” “Uh, uh, we heard Elvin bishop was here!” “Fuck off!” SLAM.
So, we’re bummed. “Shit, man, that woulda been cool.” So we trudge to the elevator, and the door opens up to Elvin Bishop standing there. We’re saying, how was the show, man? Shit, wish we coulda gone. He’s like, great show, great stuff, but shit man, this town dries up at sunset! What you guys doing to get by? We tell him we haad a few beers, a couple joints, some Jack, but we are all running out. He’s says, ‘come on down to the room!” So we walk in right past the roadie with a wink and a knowing head nod, and proceed to drink, smoke and line up some bumps for the next 6 hours. They played the shit of of a few acoustic guitars, makeshift drums and really horrible singing from us. Charlie was still in his long haired country boy phase, and he did a great rendition of Uneasy Rider. I wish I could remember that night better. We had a 9 o’clock flight back to SF and we were all wrecked but it was fucking great.
Love that story! After reading Paul’s great story, I was hoping you’d post this one.