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Winter Olympics - Family, Freedom, and a Flickering Black and White TV
❄️ When the Winter Olympics Meant Family, Freedom, and a Flickering Black-and-White TV There was a time when the Winter Olympics didn’t live on twenty different streaming apps, didn’t come with push notifications, and didn’t follow you around in your pocket. They lived in one place.......The living room. And for a couple weeks every four years, that living room felt like the center of the world. 📺 The Television That Weighed More Than the Sofa Back then, you didn’t “turn on
bertisdave
15 hours ago3 min read

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Winter Olympics - Family, Freedom, and a Flickering Black and White TV
❄️ When the Winter Olympics Meant Family, Freedom, and a Flickering Black-and-White TV There was a time when the Winter Olympics didn’t live on twenty different streaming apps, didn’t come with push notifications, and didn’t follow you around in your pocket. They lived in one place.......The living room. And for a couple weeks every four years, that living room felt like the center of the world. 📺 The Television That Weighed More Than the Sofa Back then, you didn’t “turn on
bertisdave
15 hours ago3 min read


When Sports Remembered How to Laugh...
Old Guy Sports Funnies: When Sports Remembered How to Laugh There was a time when sports didn’t always wear a suit and tie. Before every debate became a courtroom argument, before every player had a brand, and before every moment was immediately ranked, clipped, and monetized, sports were allowed to be funny. Not “commercial funny.” Not “viral funny.” Just plain, accidental, belly-laugh funny. And some of the best reminders of that didn’t even come from real games. They came
bertisdave
Jan 265 min read


Saturday Nights - Studio Wrestling - Bruno, Ringside Rosie and the Boys...
Saturday Nights, Studio Wrestling, and the Way We Believed There was a time when Saturday night meant one television, a living room full of noise, and a weekly ritual that kids looked forward to all week. In 1960s Pittsburgh, that ritual was professional wrestling. Studio Wrestling wasn’t flashy. It took place under hot lights in a small television studio, with folding chairs packed tight and fans who were close enough to touch the ring. My mother thought it was ridiculous. M
bertisdave
Jan 233 min read


When New Years Day Meant College Football
When New Year's Day Meant College Football I don’t remember a single New Year’s Day from my younger years without college football. Not one. I remember waking up before the house was fully alive, grabbing a cup of hot chocolate or tea that was probably too hot, and flipping on the TV while the sun was still finding its way through the windows. Before resolutions. Before brunch plans. Before anybody talked about playoff scenarios. It was just bowl games. One after another. All
bertisdave
Jan 133 min read
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