By Stephen Thomas (@15Stephen15)
PSDC Funnyman And Brad Pitt Doppelgänger
I’m Stephen Thomas with Here’s The Thing.
In one of those “Holy crap, am I getting old” moments, I found out this morning that Alan Rickman passed away. Some of you know him as Snape, but everyone my age will always think of him as Hans Gruber, who you have to admit, despite his lack of scruples or anything resembling a moral center came up with one seriously brilliant plan to rip off the Nakatomi Corporation. Stupid John McClane.
See, Here’s The Thing; Alan Rickman came onto my personal radar with Die Hard, in 1988, the year I graduated from high school. Now, as the folks who learned Common Core Math exclaim “Wow, you’re 74 years old?” I’d like to take a look back at some of the events that shaped the sports world in ’88, because the loss of Rickman has made made sad and maudlin for a personal bygone era. In 1988, the first night game ever was played at Wrigley Field, causing old timers to grumble that baseball wasn’t as good as it used to be. Orel Hersheiser threw 59 consecutive scoreless innings, causing old timers to grumble that baseball wasn’t as good as it used to be. (There’s a pattern with older baseball fans) Danny And The Miracles took down the NCAA basketball Championship in the most improbable Rock Chalk Jayhawk run ever. Kirk Gibson’s famous one-legged World Series home run happened in the fall of ’88, and cost me a case of beer to my jerk of a freshman college roommate. The Lakers won Magic & Kareem’s last NBA Title, becoming the first team to win 3 straight 7 game series. Washington won The Super Bowl, the Fighting Irish of Notre Dame won their most recent National Championship, Enrico Palazzo sang the greatest rendition ever of The National Anthem, and most importantly Bishop Watterson High School took down the Ohio Division 1 State Baseball Championship. Yeah, I scored a run. So, you know, I was kind of the same level of badass as Hans Gruber. (Sexy line forms to the left, ladies)
Look, a little nostalgia never hurt anyone, and if it bothers you, get your own radio show and do what YOU want. Someday, a part of your youth will pass on, so I urge you to take a moment and appreciate what that person and era meant to you. Happy Trails, Hans. Yippie Ki Yay.