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March 15th, 2014 9:00 PM
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Myrtle Beach, SC
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New York City, NY
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The Union Bar
Iowa City, IA
March 8th, 2014 6:00 PM
PHILLY – Friends and family are mourning the death of a national hero. William “Wild Bill” Guarnere, a South Philly native and World War II vet who was portrayed on the television miniseries, “Band of Brothers,” died on Saturday at the age of 90. Guarnere’s son, William Guarnere Jr., confirmed Sunday that his father died at Jefferson University Hospital in Philadelphia. Guarnere was rushed to the hospital early Saturday and died of a ruptured aneurysm early Saturday night.
The Greatest Generation lost one of its finest this weekend,
If you’ve seen Band Of Brothers then you have an idea of how crazy heroic Bill Guarnere was during the war. After reading his obituary and going through some stories (his Wikipedia page is also a must read), it seems as the show downplayed his courage and heroism. Just a renegade badass who represented what Philly and America is all about. Lost his brother and a leg fighting for the right cause. And you don’t mess with a man who not only kills Nazis with his bare hands but also has the iron balls to go by the nickname “Gonorrhea”. Man would put your heart on a plate before you even know what hit you.
Excerpts of Wild Bill’s Military Service via Wiki:
Guarnere joined Easy Company, 2nd Battalion, 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 101st Airborne Division. He made his first combat jump on D-Day as part of the Allied invasion of France.
Guarnere earned the nickname “Wild Bill” because of his reckless attitude towards the Germans. He was also nicknamed “Gonorrhoea”, a play on the pronunciation of his last name, as seen in Band of Brothers. He displayed strong hatred for the Germans because one of his elder brothers, Henry, had been killed fighting the German Army in the Italian campaign at Monte Cassino.
Guarnere lived up to his nickname. A terror on the battlefield, he fiercely attacked the Germans he came into contact with. In the early morning hours of June 6, he joined up with Lieutenant Richard Winters and a few other men trying to reach their objective, to secure the small village of Sainte-Marie-du-Mont and the exit of causeway number 2 leading up from the beach. As the group headed south, they heard a German supply platoon coming and took up an ambush position. Winters told the men to wait for his command to fire, but Guarnere was eager to avenge his brother and, thinking Winters might be a Quaker and hesitant to kill, opened fire first, killing most of the unit.
Later, on the morning of June 6, he was also eager to join Richard Winters in assaulting a group of four 105mm Howitzers at Brécourt Manor. Winters named Guarnere Second Platoon Sergeant as a group of about 11 or 12 men attacked a force of about 50. The attack led by Winters was later used as an example of how a small squad-sized group could attack a vastly larger force in a defensive position.
Guarnere was wounded in mid-October 1944 while Easy was securing the line on “The Island” on the south side of the Rhine. As the sergeant of Second Platoon, he had to go up and down the line to check on and encourage his men, who were spread out over a distance of about a mile. While driving a motorcycle (that he had stolen from a Dutch farmer) across an open field, he was shot in the right leg by a sniper. The impact knocked him off the motorcycle, fractured his right tibia, and lodged some shrapnel in his right buttock. He was sent back to England on October 17.
While recovering from injuries, he didn’t want to be assigned to another unit, so he put black shoe polish all over his cast, put his pants leg over the cast, and walked out of the hospital in severe pain. He was caught by an officer, court-martialed, demoted to private, and returned to the hospital. He told them he would just go AWOL again to rejoin Easy Company. The hospital kept him a week longer and then sent him back to the Netherlands to be with his outfit.
He arrived at Mourmelon-le-Grand, just outside Reims, where the 101st was on R and R (rest and recuperation), about December 10, just before the company was sent to the Battle of the Bulge in Belgium, on December 16. Because the paperwork did not arrive from England about his court-martial and demotion, he was put back in his same position.
While holding the line just up the hill south west of Foy, a massive artillery barrage hit the men in their position. Guarnere lost his right leg in the incoming barrage while trying to help his wounded friend Joe Toye (who could not get up because he had also lost his right leg). This injury ended Guarnere’s participation in the war.
Guarnere received the Silver Star for combat during the Brecourt Manor Assault on D-Day, and was later decorated with two Bronze Stars and two Purple Hearts, making him one of only two Easy Company members (the other being Lynn Compton) to be awarded the Silver Star throughout the duration of the war while a member of Easy.
They don’t make them like Bill anymore. RIP.
I tried to listen to Lil B and my mind wouldn't let me do it….can't believe this guy is relevant
— Kevin Durant (@KDTrey5) January 29, 2011
KEVIN DURANT WILL NEVER WIN THE TITLE AFTER HE SAID "LIL B" IS A WACK RAPPER, "THE BASEDGODS CURSE" #THEBASEDGODSCURSE ON DURANT – Lil B
— Lil B From The Pack (@LILBTHEBASEDGOD) May 26, 2011
Maybe the greatest diss track in the history of recorded raps. Who else but Lil B could come up with lyrics like this:
Shout out to the WNBA /
You got some fine-ass girls I wanna fuck in the mouth /
It’s lyrics like these that have me screaming “Fuuuuck Keeeevin Duraaaaaant” at the top of my lungs. Lil BEAST. Who cares if their beef started over three years ago? Some beefs never die. Durant can’t tweet some blasphemous shit like that and expect Lil B to let up. Based bloggers like Nate know what I’m talking about. The Basedgod’s Curse shall forever keep KD ringless.
PS – Thank You Based God for this beautiful weather.
Andrew Wiggins! https://t.co/dRWONvFRVW
— Basketball Vines™ (@bballvines) March 8, 2014
T-minus 10 minutes until @tallmaurice posts an Andrew Wiggins blog
— Captain Underpants (@haydencarlin) March 8, 2014
Let me remind you that I’ve never, ever fallen off the Andrew “Ender” Wiggins bandwagon. Everybody has been talking all this Jabari Parker hype all season like Andrew Wiggins isn’t Andrew Wiggins. Like Maple Jordan isn’t the best freshman in the country. Jabari is the Carmelo to Wiggins’ LeBron. I know this, Sam Hinkie knows this, and sooner or later you’ll know this.
[note: Just looked this up and video is actually from July and was blogged by Feits. Still posting since I never saw it/don't remember it and assume a lot of you are in the same boat.]
Three minutes, guys? That’s insanity. There are way too many baseball players and horrific ACL injuries and videos of El Presidente stuffing his face with “one bite” pizza to think about to be busting a nut in three minutes. Just takes the tiniest bit of visualization and self-control. Makes me a little sad for my gender to hear those facts. Gotta fuck these ladies better than that, fellas.
The most important lesson here isn’t about delaying ejaculation by picturing NaVorro Bowman’s knee going the wrong way though, it’s about finding that special someone. Knowing these facts, regardless of what you think about her personality, if you roll up on a chick who squirts and takes loads to the face and swallows and orgasms through vaginal sex — HOLD ONTO HER. Bitch is like 0.001 percent of the total population. Who cares if she doesn’t understand free agency or DVR’s My 600 Pound Life? She’s a keeper.
Have a great weekend!
PS – My guess is that Marty has always known more than he let on.
DD: Are you an actor who likes to go out and celebrate after wrapping a film? Do you like to go out and pop a bottle of champagne?
Bill Murray: I would do that at work while we’re working.
DD: Do you have any particular champagne memories?
Bll Murray: I learned how to drink champagne a while ago. But the way I like to drink champagne is I like to make what we call a Montana Cooler, where you buy a case of champagne and you take all the bottles out, and you take all the cardboard out, and you put a garbage bag inside of it, then you put all the bottles back in and then you cover it with ice, and then you wrap it up and you close it. And that will keep it all cold for a weekend and you can drink every single bottle. And the way I like to drink it in a big pint glass with ice. I fill it with ice and I pour the champagne in it, because champagne can never be too cold. And the problem people have with champagne is they drink it and they crash with it, because the sugar content is so high and you get really dehydrated. But if you can get the ice in it, you can drink it supremely cold and at the same time you’re getting the melting ice, so it’s like a hydration level, and you can stay at this great level for a whole weekend. You don’t want to crash. You want to keep that buzz, that bling, that smile.
DD: Do you have a favourite champagne?
Bill Murray: When I lived in Paris I drank this one called Lanson. Although I did once have a bottle of 1978 Dom Perignon, and that was amazing. It probably cost a fortune. I didn’t pay for it.
Yesterday if you asked me about someone drinking champagne out of a pint glass with ice I’d guess it was either a hoodrat or a redneck or some 70 year-old widow numbing her final few years. No way I’d guess one of the world’s all-time coolest people would be into some absurd shit like that. Champagne in a beer glass with ice? That’s more white trash than Charlie’s cut-off shorts.
Yet here we hearing that Bill Murray — The Most Interesting Man In The World — drinks his bubbly booze like a freshman chick and all I can think about is how fucking cool it is. Nobody else could’ve described their rationale so perfectly. Bill’s trying to go through a full case and keep that good champagne buzz goin all weekend, dehydration and tiny glass flutes are only going to slow that down. Bill Murray is on his Bill Brasky and I love it. About a 200% chance of me ordering a Murray-style champagne this weekend.
“THE FACKING MADNESS OF LIFE!”
God forbid somebody steals his Lucky Charms. This Irish Mary could have a RPG lined up to my nuts demanding his can of soup back but as long as he’s yelling in that accent I wouldn’t be able to do anything but laugh. Simply hilarious. It’s not some jacked black guy or, even more intimidating, Latina Mother going batshit here. It’s not even comically insane Stephen from Braveheart or any of the lovable Boondock Saints. It’s a fully grown Leprechaun going bananas. There is no level of Irish anger here that can’t be calmed over a pint of Guinness. Preferably before breakfast.
Speaking of which, I expect your best and brightest drunken shenanigans from Erin Express this weekend to be sent in. Getcha cameras and popcorn ready. Always a worthy fight or 20 going down during Philly’s finest St. Patty’s Day celebration.
PHILLY.com – A four-and-a-half-minute Facebook video that shows a little girl trying to wake her nearly unconscious mother on SEPTA’s Route 66 bus has attracted the attention of Philadelphia police and the Department of Human Services. Police spokesman Lt. John Stanford said today that the Special Victims Unit is working with DHS to identify and track down the woman, whose mouth hangs open throughout the video while she continually nods off in her seat as the bus rumbles along Frankford Avenue. The little girl, who was seated across the aisle, is shown reaching out several times and trying to prop up her mother’s head. “Mama,” the girl says. The woman yells briefly, but continues to slump forward in her seat.
Fucking disturbing. I post this not to make fun of the situation or to jest in anyway, but to spread the word that if anyone knows this disgraceful bitch of a mother on the 66 Bus then to call Child Services immediately. No kid deserves to be in that situation. My apologies but we couldn’t sit back and ignore this. And don’t say “Oh Philly what a disgusting city” because I’m pretty sure there are unfortunately scum like this all over the country. But if you recognize this person, please help out this poor kid if you can.
Visit here or call 215-686-8686 and follow the proper protocol until you get to The Department Of Human Services. If you’re in Philly you can also call 311 (like 911).