Good-bye, old soldier . . .

About the time I was trying to get those tickets (see the next post), this was happening.

I sat in that section during the "Who's Your Daddy" playoff game - the very last row, literally with the pigeons.

(Shoutout to Ken, who mentioned the photos last night. More photos at the Daily News site here. And if you have to ask what the 'Who's Your Daddy' game was . . . you're younger than I thought.)

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