I was a freshman at the University of Pittsburgh when the Pirates won the 1971 World Series in October 1971. The game was on a Sunday afternoon. I lived on the 13th floor of a high-rise dorm which looked out over Forbes Avenue, a major Pittsburgh street. One of the guys had a tape recorder – the old kind about the size of a book with small reels – and hung it out the window. He could pick up the sounds from the packed street below. It was full of cars celebrating the big win. We heard that the Original Hot Dog Shop, the main place to get carry out beer nearby, ran out of beer. That’s hard to believe.
After the 1971 World Series
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It was a hell of a day. Duck and I left that dorm, started walking toward downtown where the city was celebrating like crazy. We ended up riding on the hood of big old convertible. Everybody screaming, everybody drunk. Downtown was out of control. This was before cities learned to do parades to spread out the crowds. It actually got scary. Forget how I got back from downtown to Oakland. Maybe we walked all the way?
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