I was in sleep-away camp. I didn't see the game.
Barbara Barker's great story today asks, "Where were you for Righetti's no-hitter?"
Me, I was at Camp Kinder Ring in Hopewell Junction, NY. Most of the time, I heard the Yankees and Mets scores the morning after _ there was no Internet back then, baileywalk ;) I'd have to think that, since it was a day game, word must have spread that night what happened, although I can't swear to it.
Most nights at camp, after lights out, I would turn on my transistor radio and listen to Frank Messer and John Gordon call the Yankees games. The Mets were so awful that summer that I don't think I even bothered listening to them - and besides, the Mets games back then were on 1050 (then known as WHN), which didn't carry very well to upstate New York.
I remember listening to the All-Star Game that summer on the radio and being very excited about the American League's blowout victory. It marked the AL's first win since 1971, when I was roughly six months old.
When we had our "Summer Olympics," the team "fight songs" were written to the tunes of Elton John's "I'm Still Standing," Billy Joel's "Allentown," and Journey's "Separate Ways."
So where were you on July 4, 1983?
Thanks to the IMDb for the photo.
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I was driving to Stroudsburg, PA to a wrestling camp. (I was a high school wrestling coach.) 1983 was in the midst of a period of time when I went to almost every home game so I was in a state of shock that I missed a no-hitter. After living for a week in conditions that were worse than what a POW had to endure, I was more annoyed than ever that I missed Righetti's gem.
I had to think about this because normally I am watching the game like I am right now, but I didn't see this no-hitter. I was at my friend's house in Levittown, we had stayed out really late the night before and instead of taking me home, he took me to his instead. So I stayed over his place all day for a nice family cookout and neither one of us (big baseball fans) watched it. I didn't know until the next day what happened.
I was in the same place as you, Ken, on July 4, 1983...Camp Kinder Ring!!!!!!
Hey Ken.
I was at Jones Beach (West End most likely) during the day and missed the game. BBQ at my best friend Pete's at night and then we took our girlfriends to Stepping Stone Park (Kings Point) to watch some fireworks.
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