Hawk’s induction = great excuse for Expos nostalgia.
can’t stand to watch
This is more upbeat:
If I may Jonah, a post I made on my friends Facebook page:
Eric Bernstein Faveourite Expos moments.
1979- Knowing that we would have a chance, a real chance only to be beaten at the end by the Bucs.
1980- The day that never ended. A rainy cold saturday afternoon in Mtl. My dad left Toronto at 5 AM to make it for th…e 1:30 game against the Phillies. The rain prevented the start of the game until about 4 or so and we sat thru it all. All I can say was damm Mike Schmidt! First time they drove me to tears.
1981- A damp saturday afternoon in NY when Wallace Johnson hit a double or triple to cement the Expos first trip to the post season. I was watching the game with a few of my friends before we went to the store on Mackle in CSL.
1992- Sunday note in September. My brother and I took my dad for his 57 birthday to a game against the Mets. It was a ESPN game and Doc Gooden was amazing, Dick Schofield made a amazing play at short but Larry Booger Walker took E. Young deep to left and the 25,000 or so went fucking nuts!
1993- The Expos mad a last effort to win the East and swept the Phillies at home. Curtis Pride wasa late call up and hit a double, A large crowd was there and they were noisy (way noisier than any Jays crowd). Pride was deaf and when a coach told gim that 50 thousand fans were screaming he tipped his cap. I was almost on my way out of Mtl to a new English life in Toronto but I bawled my eyes out there. Pride later said he could feel the noise as vibrations.
1994- Fassero almost had a no hitter in a June game, he came close and I screamed and smoked my lucky Marlboro (I always lit up a Marly when we had a lead in the 9th) but he gave up a hit.
2004- I had long given up on the Expos. I stayed loyal after 1994 when Brochu gutted the club, I stayed loyal when O’ Henry made it fun in ’96.
But I gave up when they did not try to make a deal with Pedro.
When they played the last game I sat there and watched everything.
I expected violence, I expected fans on the field. What I did not expect was tears. Tears that poured out then and that I can feel in my eyes right now.
The Expos were everything to me and I say it again, Montreal is dead to me now.
If anyone here reads this and wants to pass on more memories of nos amours on Nick’s wall I would love to read them.
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As you well know, the Expos are not Montreal and Montreal was and is not the Expos
George: I feel no connection to it anymore.
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