inkfreq
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My TV was so bad as a kid you could have told me it was Eddie Murphy kicking field goals.
Amen to that too!
We had a black and white TV with a cabinet the size of a refrigerator and a screen the size of a laptop with rabbit ears so piss poor, my brother and I would have to take turns holding the things in place... and god help us if we moved, because my dad would put a new crack in our asses.
I usually got to see the second and fourth quarter of the game, so if there was an amazing play in the first quarter, prior to 1984, I don't remember it at all. Didn't happen as far as my mind is concerned.
We got three whole UHF channels on the thing, on a clear day, and every 3 minutes or so the picture rolled for about 30 seconds for no reason what-so-ever.
And yet somehow, twice a year like magic, The Wizard of Oz and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory would come on crystal clear, and my sister would make me watch them so if any of her friends saw her watching them, she could just say she was babysitting me.