If not for the 49ers...
Fooch's Note: This is a great story and it takes a lot of guts to share this kind of stuff. We'll have plenty of 49ers-Giants coverage this week, but this is a great FanPost.
Today’s NFL bombards us with negative stories such as players going to prison and accusations of drug abuse, spousal abuse, and even rape (twice). The ugly side of sports extends beyond the athletes to the fans. After the 49ers’ victory over the Saints, a New Orleans fan shot two San Francisco fans at an Applebee’s in Georgia, leaving one in critical condition. Let’s not forget the shooting and assault at the Raider-Niners game in the preseason.
Sometimes these stories are enough to make one wonder why we continue to follow the sport. For this fan, the answer is clear. In 1990, at the age of thirteen, I lived with my father in a one-bedroom apartment that did not contain a TV or a radio. My father (not the nicest guy) worked the late shift Tuesday through Saturday, so I basically lived alone. The apartment we lived in shared a basement and a washer/dryer with three other apartments.
On a cold (I live in Montana) Sunday afternoon, I waited in the basement for a load of clothes to dry when the nice old lady from upstairs came down to do her laundry. With a few minutes left to go on the dryer, we began to chat and somewhere in that conversation she mentioned that she was about to watch a Niners game. The news piqued my interest as I had become a bandwagon Niners’ fan less than a year before when they slaughtered Denver 55-10 in Superbowl XXIV (In my defense, the 49ers were my first and only).
There was no hesitation on my part in telling her of my fandom. Naturally, because she is a wonderful woman, she invited me up to watch the game with her. That one game turned into every Sunday, which turned into her feeding me dinner regularly, which turned into regular games of monopoly and yatzee, which then turned into most of my time being spent upstairs.
Then, one day, it happened. My father lost his temper, again, and this time the police came. So, there I was, sitting on my own mattress and soaked in my own blood, wondering how long it would be before social services pulled me from my home. In walked the nice old lady from upstairs with whom I’d become such close friends. As it turns out, she personally knew the two police officers and was able to convince them not to call in social workers on the matter. She became my mom that day.
If she hadn’t have intervened, who knows what path life would have taken. Today, I am 35 years old, have a beautiful wife of twelve years, two wonderful children, and a great life. It’s a great life that I would not have if not for my mom and, in part, I would not have my mom if not for the San Francisco 49ers. What is the story of why you cheer on the Niners?
This is a FanPost and does not necessarily reflect the views of Niners Nation's writers or editors. It does reflect the views of this particular fan though, which is as important as the views of Niners Nation's writers or editors.
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Wow! That was an amazing story. I can’t imagine anyone coming up with a better one. Beautiful!
Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend.
--Jules Renard (1864 - 1910)
by IndridCold on Jan 17, 2012 5:57 PM PST via Android app reply actions
I love the violence of the game
Ironic that you were watching such a violent game to avoid your violent father. Patrick Willis has a story similar to yours.
"When they pull the chains off, I’ll come back just as strong as when I left, if not better" - 52
here is ESPN's E60 episode on Willis story
http://espn.go.com/video/clip?id=7132639
an excellent watch.
"Cruelty, It’s not giving another person what they want. That’s our mindset on defense, to go out and play with everything we have and not give the other team anything." -Patrick Willis
by 49erLou on Jan 17, 2012 9:40 PM PST up reply actions 2 recs
I watched this earlier
It was sad but it turned out great for them. He overcame all those struggles…
by InTimmy'sArms on Jan 18, 2012 5:18 PM PST via mobile up reply actions
Really great story
I am glad things turned out well for you.
I am a 49ers fan because of my mom. But no inspirational story, I think she just thought that Joe was hot.
But I have loved them since I was old enough to love anything.
Can you imagine a little kid just standing there and getting picked on. They get rocks thrown at them. Spit on them. Alex’s just one of those guys, he’s been there. I just wish him all the best. I want to see him successful. I just want to see all good things happen to that guy. Because he is a warrior.-VD
Did your mom take as long to warm up to Steve Young as mine did :) Hope the two of you were able to watch Saturday’s game together.
We weren't
We live about 1000 miles apart now.
But we had a steady text feed back and forth.
Lucky for her I turn site decorum off in our text conversations during game time. She never cusses but she was going crazy dropping f bombs at the end.
Can you imagine a little kid just standing there and getting picked on. They get rocks thrown at them. Spit on them. Alex’s just one of those guys, he’s been there. I just wish him all the best. I want to see him successful. I just want to see all good things happen to that guy. Because he is a warrior.-VD
To be honest I was born with red and gold in my eyes...
My aunt is a HUGE fan… My dad and grandpa are pretty big fans too… My mom likes to watch us when we’re winning…
But nothing so amazing as your story… wow…
Too bad you couldn't tell that to Jed York in under 140 characters
Thank you for sharing.
"Aaaaaaaal Apalachicola"
by bonbrillio on Jan 17, 2012 9:19 PM PST via mobile reply actions
Wow thanks for sharing such a personal story.
The news peeked my interest as I had become a bandwagon Niners’ fan less than a year before when they slaughtered Denver 55-10 in Superbowl XXIV (In my defense, the 49ers were my first and only).
We all have to start somewhere :P Whether it’s being born into it or a later in life realized fan.
Affectionately,
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar,
NBA’s All-Time Leading Scorer
by afrikabamboodle on Jan 18, 2012 1:18 AM PST reply actions
REC'd! Glad you're doing so well for yourself, amigo! Thanks for sharing the story.
Go Niners!
Alex Smith Will Win a Superbowl
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Alex-Smith-Will-Win-a-Superbowl/205058042848290
Wow
I just now got some bad news that couldn’t seem more trivial in light of the adversity you’ve successfully overcome. You’re a credit to niner fans everywhere.
Isn't it amazing how much a little perspective can change things?
"I pity the fool, and I will destroy any man who tries to take what I got!. You ready? Here come the PAIN."
What a great story!
I was born January 24th 1982 the day of our first Superbowl, was a fan ever since!
So...
… I haven’t posted here in a LONG time, but I had to thank you for sharing your amazing story. There is definitely plenty of good that comes out of following/playing sports, and it sucks the media is always trying to highlight “drama” when there is so much more to be seen/heard.
Without a doubt
Thanks for sharing this with us; I started choking up while reading it, and I’m glad your life took that better direction. Hope getting a shot to do it differently with your own kids is bringing you joy.
My mom always preferred Montana to Young too…
"Football combines the two worst things about America: It is violence punctuated by committee meetings" -George Will
by lottwasgangsta on Jan 18, 2012 4:27 PM PST up reply actions
Breaking the cycle
Congratulations to you, and your mom: you’ve weathered the storm, and came out, on the other side, stronger from the experience.
Even better, congratulations on breaking the cycle of abuse. Count your children, like you, as being among the fortunate ones.
My story is pretty tame. . .I was a little lefty, and the 49ers had this quarterback that was a little lefty, too: Frankie Albert.
Bring me home, Dusty Rhodes
by jestasmaltownboy on Jan 20, 2012 1:55 AM PST up reply actions
Glad to hear you got your life together
Not as good, but here’s the crux of my story…
The first game I can remember is the Super Bowl vs Miami, while we were living in San Jose. I was age 7. At age 9, a couple months after learning our family friend, Mike Holmgren, was becoming QB coach to Joe Montana, my step dad moved us to Minnesota (ugh). Shortly before we left, Mike gave me a personalized autographed picture of Joe and charged me to always be a Niner fan. I said, “Yes Sir.”
That first football season in MN, the heavily favored Niners got destroyed by the Vikings in the playoffs. I took a lot of heat for that. Then, the Niners beat them twice to win the SB and I got to talk a lot of trash. I forget exactly which year it was, but the Niners came to town (think after the Bengals SB win) and my parents scrounged together enough money for nose bleed seats at the Metrodome as a Christmas present.
Our seats weren’t great and there was an issue with some people having the same seat assignments, but it got sorted out after a scary moment and the game started. Niners ending up winning and Mike was going to meet us after the game and try to get us in the locker room. Unfortunately, the entrance was on the exact opposite of the stadium. After about 30 min, we fought through crowds and were the only people outside the Niners exit. Mike wasn’t there, so we decided to wait.
A few min later, Niners players started to trickle out. I got autographs from Barton, Sapolu, Jones, Lott, Millen, Rathman, Rice and others. The Mike sticks his head out and seeing us, says hey you finally made it – I looked for you earlier. He comes out and starts chatting with us and lets me try on a Super Bowl ring. A few min goes by and out comes Montana. Starstruck…the most vivid memory of that day is walking with Joe while he signed my autograph book.
Unfortunately, when we moved back to CA a few years later (Redwood City), Mike Holmgren moved on to Green Bay. I can’t imagine how much more I could have got out of that if we hadn’t moved to MN, but I still got some really cool experiences and met my childhood hero.
Niners for life…
by mrg80 on Jan 18, 2012 3:37 PM PST reply actions 7 recs
You got to wear a SB ring! I work in an OR and not much gets to me, but that- that would have made me pass out. Great story.
Really enjoyed that story mrg80 -glad we made it green cause...
I’M JEALOUS!
probably not too rare for a niner nation poster but Joe’s my sporting hero
………and you got to wear a 49er ring as well as meeting ‘the man’
Thanks for sharing!
I’m glad things worked out for you in the end.
I'm in love with a man. A man called Harbaugh. Does that make me gay? Am I gay for Harbaugh? You betcha!
Great story!
So glad your situation had a happy ending. Watching the games this year has brought out a lot of emotions in me. Remembering how I came to love the 49ers and how their success fueled my confidence and gave me an instant connection to other fans. Interesting what one team can do for a community and for people all around the county.
by Youve been Gored on Jan 18, 2012 4:14 PM PST reply actions
Did… did he stab you or shoot you or something? What’s his deal?
Rec’d though
"And thank you to God for making me an Atheist." - Ricky Gervais
by MichaelClutchtree on Jan 18, 2012 4:24 PM PST reply actions
I got the feeling he was badly beaten
Honestly, though, the lack of specificity makes it even more powerful.
I also think
it’s the sort of info that if he had wanted to specify, he probably would have.
"Football combines the two worst things about America: It is violence punctuated by committee meetings" -George Will
by lottwasgangsta on Jan 18, 2012 5:59 PM PST up reply actions
That is why sports can bring great people together
Thank you for your story and I am happy for u and your family. When I was a kid my dad never watched sports. He had an anurisum stroke when he was 20 years old and a year before I was born. So growing up we did things together but not like some sons and dads,we didn’t pass balls or play sports. So I never really watched or played any sports but when I was in 7th grade one of my best friends got hit by car crossing the street(drunk driver). He was a huge Niner fan and at that point I started follow football and became a Ninners fan for life. This has cause me to catch alot of grief because I live about an hour from cincinnati and most of my friends are Bengal fans, but I love to rub it in!!! So go Ninners and I dedicate this season to Jeremy thanks bro.RIP
by Whohasitbetterthanus? on Jan 18, 2012 4:31 PM PST via mobile reply actions 5 recs
This has cause me to catch alot of grief because I live about an hour from cincinnati and most of my friends are Bengal fans,
I can imagine that conversation
Friends: What team are you a fan of?
You: 49ers
Friends: WHAT HOW CAN YOU BE A 49ER FAN YOU BANDWAGONER
You: Well since my dad had a stroke, I never really watched sports, then my best friend who was a huge 49er fan was killed by a drunk driver when he was 13 so I became a 49er fan in his honor
Friends: Whoops.
"And thank you to God for making me an Atheist." - Ricky Gervais
by MichaelClutchtree on Jan 18, 2012 4:58 PM PST up reply actions
Great story
Awesome something as simple as watching a football game could bring you two together… Glad your life turned out for the best… Go niners!!!
by Ninersincebirth82 on Jan 18, 2012 4:51 PM PST via mobile reply actions
That is why sports can bring great people together
Thank you for your story and I am happy for u and your family. When I was a kid my dad never watched sports. He had an anurisum stroke when he was 20 years old and a year before I was born. So growing up we did things together but not like some sons and dads,we didn’t pass balls or play sports. So I never really watched or played any sports but when I was in 7th grade one of my best friends got hit by car crossing the street(drunk driver). He was a huge Niner fan and at that point I started follow football and became a Ninners fan for life. This has cause me to catch alot of grief because I live about an hour from cincinnati and most of my friends are Bengal fans, but I love to rub it in!!! So go Ninners and I dedicate this season to Jeremy thanks bro.RIP
by Whohasitbetterthanus? on Jan 18, 2012 4:56 PM PST via mobile reply actions
sorry about the repeat smart phones for dummys
And yes I get alot of bandwagon but I bleed red and gold and don’t care. I love football now and hope we put the smack down on the giants!!! Go Ninners!!!
by Whohasitbetterthanus? on Jan 18, 2012 6:09 PM PST via mobile up reply actions
You know when your team's pretty freaking good?
When everyone’s yelling “BANDWAGONER!” Stick it to ’em mate – this is becoming our finest hour!
Make it so.
What an amazing story.
Thank you so much for sharing and I’m happy everything turned out so well for you!
So happy everything worked out for you.
This is a great story… thank you for sharing.
by InTimmy'sArms on Jan 18, 2012 5:11 PM PST via mobile reply actions
3rd Generation 49er Faithful
I started watching football with my Dad when I was about 7 or 8, in the mid 70’s. The Niners were his team, and since I grew up in the SF Bay Area, they were my team too. We watched every game together for years. He played college football and would teach me as we watched, explaining the rules, the penalties and the positions. It quickly became my favorite sport. Luckily, I had 2 brothers who loved it too, so I always had someone to play catch with. It turned out that I was born at the right time because I only had to endure a few losing seasons before the Walsh/Montana era began, and the rest is history. My Dad passed away in 1992, before the Niners won their 5th Super Bowl, but we did get to share the glorious 80s with each other. I now have two young boys, and watched the Niner/Saints game last weekend with my 6 year old nestled under my arm. We were both yelling, high-fiving and jumping for joy when they won. I’m pretty sure the 49er Faithful torch has just been passed to the next generation. GO NINERS!
by 9ers4Life on Jan 18, 2012 5:40 PM PST reply actions 4 recs
Thanks.
That’s a good one. Speaking of yelling, high-fiving, and jumping for joy, I went to watch the Niners-Saints game with my mom; just her and I. She is in a nursing home right now (hopefully for not much longer), so I went there knowing that emotions would have to be kept in check and that I would have to remain quiet and respectful of the other patients there. At the end of the game I was containing myself to silent fist pumps. Meanwhile, my mom was screaming at the top of her lungs!
by Red&Gold on Jan 18, 2012 6:28 PM PST up reply actions 2 recs
What a great story.
I’m really glad things worked out so well for you after being dealt such a bad hand. Sounds like your mom, even though she’s a 49er fan, is still a saint. :)
She sure is.
By the way, the Saints are her number 2. It’s kind of hard not to at least respect an organization with so much class.
Thank you for sharing.
That really was an amazing story. These are they types of stories I point to when I try to explain to my friends why sports have the potential to be something special and foster connections between people, besides petty disputes.
In a way, my own experience shares some similarities to yours. Growing up, my father abused our whole family. When I was 11 he moved our family to Jordan so that we could be closer to our Arabic heritage, but for my mother, siblings and I, it was hell. He beat us and berated us on a daily basis, culminating with him trying to stab my mom and threatening to kill us all. Respite finally came when he abandoned the family for a younger woman and we moved back to the States to start a new life.
Although we were spared from the constant physical abuse once he left, it took a long time for the emotional wounds to heal—we had to forgive him whether he deserved it or not so that we could move on. One thing that really helped me was remembering some time, any time, that things weren’t awful. I only had one and it’s something that will stay with me forever: I’ll never forget staying up late into the night watching a terrible satellite feed of Steve Young’s touchdown pass to T.O. in the ‘98 Wild Card game. Everyone else in the house was asleep and only my dad and I were awake to watch it together. When Owens made the catch we screamed and jumped around the room till we were exhausted and hoarse. It didn’t last long, but for even just a few moments we were able to share in something. I didn’t worry that he’d flip out and hurt me; it was liberating in every sense of the word. The replays this week after Davis’ catch conjured them up again and I was surprised at how strong the emotions were. That’s what’s really special about sports, I think.
Again, thanks for sharing, and if you can, please keep telling your story to others.
by cmhosin on Jan 18, 2012 5:46 PM PST reply actions 7 recs
Many, many thanks for sharing your story ... amazing!
I have shared my story before, but your’s inspires me to do it again … although mine is not nearly so dramatic. I’m now 73 years old, although I feel more like about 55 or so; been retired now for more than 10 years. As you might guess, I have been a Niners fan for a LONG TIME. I attended my first Niners game, at the age of 12, with my father on December 10, 1950, at Kesar Stadium in Golden Gate Park … that was the Niners FIRST season in the NFL after three plus years in the old All America Conference after WWII. The Niners record for the year was only 3-9 … but this particular game was one of their three wins; they beat the Green Bay Packers that day 30-14. My first game and I was hooked. I have been a die-hard Niners fan ever sense … through the lean years, the great years, the lean years once again, and now, hopefully, the great years again. Although it may be very hard to believe, I have every bit as much passion for the Niners today as I had as a 12-year-old.
by 49erFanSince1950 on Jan 18, 2012 7:01 PM PST reply actions 3 recs
Great story
Mine isn’t as great, but I’ll share it with all the great people at niners nation. Well I’ve was born in Oakland, in nov of 85. My mom and dad spit before I can remember anything, moved to Ft. Worth, Tx 30 min outside of Dallas. Had just turned 9 yrs old. 49ers vs Cowboys 1994 playoff my friends dad out the blue asked me if I wanted to bet him on the game and he’ll give me the niners. At the time I didn’t know anyone who played for the 49ers and any thing about football. I ended up take the bet 49ers beat the Cowgirls, win the super bowl. Became a die hard 49ers fan now, 26 I have a 2 year old daughter every time she sees the sf logo she’ll tell me “niners dad whoohoo go niners,” I once had two football one with the 9ers logo n the other with star, asked which one she wanted and grabbed the 49ers football and told me this is my football.
by BIG49ERS_1 on Jan 18, 2012 7:23 PM PST via mobile reply actions 1 recs
From Africa with love...
Unreal story!! I moved here from South Africa 8 yrs ago and had football taught to me by some local SF friends that bleed Red and Gold. It took a while, as coming from a rugby background the games are quite different…other than the violence and big hits!! It was also a tough few years supporting a team that was struggling a ton. BUT the tailgating experiences and in depth knowledge I was taught about the game, including how the draft worked in favor of struggling teams, really helped me grasp the game of football. I stuck by them and have been to tons if games hoping for this day to come. Our team in the playoffs – Much like the SF Giants did a few years ago, there is a special feeling about this team and this run they’re on this year!!! Let’s hope they go all the way and bring it home.
Go Niners!!!
by AfricanNiner on Jan 18, 2012 7:24 PM PST via mobile reply actions
I was born
October 8th 1984 my Dad from Hayward California and a Raiders fan when I was 3 my dad left (from Alaska) back to Cali. My Mom then got together with my stepdad from San Fran. By the time I was 6 the Niners won three SB’s and as I got into sports I had the choice Niners or Raiders my older brother chose the Raiders I chose the Niners and don’t regret it for a second. I got alot of crap for being a fan in the 90’s (lots of Cowboy fans here) but I have been true evn though the only Sb I actually remember is the Chargers game. Never lived or even been to the bay area but I am as much a fan as anybody can dream of being. Thats how I became Faithful and remain so. My 7 year old is a Ravens fan (can’t really knock that) my 5 year old however is a Packer fan (not such a proud poppa here) Your story is an inspiration to all fathers and I am proud that we share a favorite team thatnks for sharing.
My story (not nearly as involved and good...)
I have to say though – my dad was the greatest factor in getting into football
Mine started when I was 6 years old – the memories of sitting on the living room floor, munching on cornchips (plain, mind you, because my undeveloped taste buds hated dips) with my dad, and getting to know the teams. The best surprises were when my dad jumped around like a nut yelling when the Eagles scored, but that happening was far and few in-between – the Bills were on more often, as it were. Sundays passed, and I began to piece together the game and the clubs involved. I have always had a preference to the color red, and when my dad brought home a Wheaties card with Steve Young throwing a pass in the SB, it became a treasure of mine – moving the card from side to side, Young in red became my first idol in the NFL. After seeing a few games with Young’s team in action, complete with gold helmets and red “SF” logos, I knew the team that I wanted to follow.
After that, it was all gravy. The Niners showed up frequently on regular broadcasting. I learned about the 5 SB victories with the likes of Montana, Clark, Rice, and Young, of course, and the like. I had discovered that I had chosen the team farthest thrown in distance from my home in Western NY – awesome. I quickly discovered that in school, I was on an island unto myself in 49er fandom, and it was all good. In all of this, I had missed the SB in ‘94/’95, so when that game in 1999 happened, when the Niners were to finally beat the Packers in the playoffs, I made it my priority to see that playoff (mother, to this day, still prefers the tv off to NFL, so it was a struggle).
Young’s pass to Owens and Pat Summerall’s call left me bawling my eyes out on the floor in sheer joy while my dad looked on with a huge grin – it’s a memory that still lives on in memory with me today. On Saturday, 13 years after that, I relived it all again in real time – only that bodyslamming with the old man and jumping about seemed more apropos, given I’m considerably older now (aren’t we all). This will be the first ever NFC Championship that I will have ever seen with the red “SF” ovals in action – I’ll give almost anything to see another first after that.
I’m forever saying it, and now my dad’s saying it too… GO NINERS. WIN IT OUT.
Make it so.
Thank you so much for sharing
An amazing story, through and through. The 49ers, and sports in general, bring us together in ways more important than we ever know. Thanks again.
Bravo
Excellent story my man. May you always be blessed, my fellow Niner brother.
"Vernon Davis. With. The. Play. Of. His. Life! Alex Smith. With. The. Play. Of. His. Life! And the 49ers are nine seconds away from playing for the NFC Championship! Can you feel Candlestick?!"
Thank you for sharing your story. I am so glad things worked out for you.
My story is not nearly as emotional, but I think it is pretty funny.
I am 34, and grew up with a family obsessed with electronics. In the early to mid 80s, we had an Atari 2600 and a Commodore 64. My brother, who was much more into Football, always wanted to play me. He was also a big Redskins fan, and they were pretty good at that time. Not knowing anything about football (I liked basketball back then), I went through team after team trying to beat him. Enter San Francisco and Joe Montana. I am pretty sure the game labeled him JM or something. What I do remember is that my brother had a hard time beating me once I discovered them.
That sparked my interest in Football. The mid-late 80s 49ers forged my interest into a love of the game and the team. I am and always will be a 49ers fan, but it all started by a competitive desire to beat my older brother in a computer game that the youth today would not consider playable. So, if not for the 49ers… I would likely hate the Redskins, and not like football much.
I always liked my story, cause I thought it is silly. But after your story, I don’t even want to post it cause yours is on a completely different level.
Amazing story, thanks for sharing. God bless.
Alex Smith 86%+ QB rating with 22+ TDs this season, hopefully! :)
Really really good story i'm glad " God "put her in your life,can't forget him as
for me born n raised in san freancisco in the " Hunters Point "section n if anybody who grew up or knows san francisco knows thats one of if not thee most dangerous places to live.I grew up there living wih my grandmother n 3 uncles everybody including my grandmother were big-49er fans (and SF-Giants fans 20) We all sat around n watch the 49ers games every sunday where we lived you not only can see candlestick(beautiful view 2 be in HP) but after a big play you actually hear crowd thats how i knew a big play would happen i was 11yrs old when the 49ers beat the bengals the 1st time in the SB "do your math 4-my age) but i’ll be outside playing n i’ll hear the crowd roar n just break a B-line straight 2 grams house n asked my uncles what happen i was still young so i wasn’t watching full games sometimes i’ll be infront of the house but the crowd-roars let me knew something good happen,hunters point is a really bad area ive had countless friends " killed "over bs,but i really miss those days n ive been a 49er fan 4 along time i loved those " parades "after we won a SB me n about 9 or 10 of my homeboys would bounce downtown n have a ball n till these days all of my uncles still talk 49er football every sunday.I now live in portland oregon with my youngest son (i have a junior n a daughter 2) ive been paralzed from the waist down for 10yrs now but i’m blessed 2 be alive regardless of my situation n having us in the NFC championship is HUGE 4 me now with the SF-Giants finally winning one now us !%#& i may just moved back home not lol thats a little about my story.
by Jayubb415rebirth on Jan 19, 2012 8:50 AM PST reply actions
And i just want to say something about the people on this site when my mom passed in
april of this year i got so many " kind words "from people on here n that really meant alot to me so i just wantedto say thank you.It feels good when you can come in here n sometimes share your day 2 day life n just " unload "some of that n get kind words from people that can sometimes those few kind words can left a person feelings.
by Jayubb415rebirth on Jan 19, 2012 9:09 AM PST up reply actions
Thanks for your story
It is a wonder how life works. And thanks to everyone here who shared their stories, amazing, funny, sad, ironic and whatever else . It’s great to know what goes into the 49er fan base.
Awesome story!!!
Goes to show you it’s more than “just a game”. God bless your Mom but two weeks from now hopefully you guys don’t have a 49ers game to watch!
FIRE Perry Fewell
by bleedblue12 on Jan 19, 2012 9:06 AM PST via Android app reply actions
Respect
Always appreciate a good tasteful fan from the opposition. We need more of this in sports as well. Its going to be a great Sunday (for half of us).
- Matt D
Agreed...
Can’t say I like the 49ers because of obvious reasons as a Giant fan but always had a healthy respect. Regardless of the outcome, this is going to be a war Sunday and alot of fun to watch!
FIRE Perry Fewell
by bleedblue12 on Jan 19, 2012 9:16 AM PST via Android app up reply actions
I am because of tradition
Niners fandom runs very very deep in my family. All of us who actually watch football are 49er fans. I love the Niners because it brings me close to my family and lets me enjoy some common ground with them since they aren’t really involved in my life much anymore.
"Coach, we got this. We got this." - Frank Gore
REST IN PEACE MAURICE LUCAS 1952-2010 R.I.P #20
"They responded like mighty men." - Jim Harbaugh
by rise_stand_resist on Jan 19, 2012 11:08 AM PST reply actions
not gonna lie this almost made me tear up a bit
very touching story and glad to hear everything worked out. As much as it is a cliche, what doesn’t kill us really can make us stronger.
A truly inspirational life's tale.
That wonderful woman (your mom) saved you, and I bet in alot of ways you saved her too.
Thank you so much for sharing that with all of us. I am inspired and my faith in humanity is once again restored.
"We borrowed golf from the Scottish as we borrowed whiskey. Not because it is Scottish, but because it is good." Horace Hutchinson
No more score predictions...
Awesome! Thank you for sharing!
-- I have many leather-bound books.
-- You show me a guy that can’t juggle 3 tennis balls within an hour and I’ll show you a guy that’s not going to be in the NFL very long.
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