May 13, 2014

Fire is starting




Just a night like any other, watching aviation porn, and leave it to the French to just steal the damn show (starts at 7:27).

5 Comments:

Blogger Viceroy De Los Osos said...

Hey do you have a pilots license? If not you should get one.

May 15, 2014 at 4:57 PM  
Blogger The Other Front said...

Sure, just as soon as I finish up my bullfighting certification...

May 15, 2014 at 9:40 PM  
Blogger Viceroy De Los Osos said...

You could fly to baseball games anywhere you want. You could fly around and buzz your old friends houses, wagging your wings. You could endlessly tinker at engine parts with grease on your hands and the smell of aircraft hydraulic fluid wafting through the hanger. You could pick up chicks. You could kate out hefty insurance.

May 17, 2014 at 6:40 PM  
Blogger The Other Front said...

Reminded me of this story from The New Bill James Historical Baseball Abstract:

"[Washington Senators 3rd baseman Buddy Lewis] was just reaching maturity when World War II came. He became a pilot, flying a C-47 (which he had named “The Old Fox” after Clark Griffith) on 352 missions over the Himalayas in the China-Burma-India theater. During training in 1943 Lewis buzzed Griffith Stadium during a game, flying the C-47 over the park so low that he almost clipped the flag pole in center field, then wiggling the plane’s wings to say hello to his teammates. He was reprimanded by the brass for that stunt, but George Case, who responded to the wiggled wings by throwing his bat in the air, was later to say it was his biggest thrill in baseball, the day Lewis buzzed the stadium.

(Thurman Munson and Roberto Clemente not available for comment...)

May 17, 2014 at 9:43 PM  
Blogger The Other Front said...

Meanwhile, in Budapest...

May 17, 2014 at 11:11 PM  

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