https://sports.yahoo.com/hall-of-fam...172423943.html
We bid you goodnight, Bill.
https://sports.yahoo.com/hall-of-fam...172423943.html
We bid you goodnight, Bill.
swing your fucking sword.
I've pretty much been a fan my whole life. RIP Bill.
RIP
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
Wow. Interesting bio. I always thought of him as a Celtic with Byrd and Parrish.
But he was only there for one amazing year.
RIP.
Kill all the telemarkers
But they’ll put us in jail if we kill all the telemarkers
Telemarketers! Kill the telemarketers!
Oh we can do that. We don’t even need a reason
Admiral Byrd was a Celtic?
crab in my shoe mouth
Thought he was a bit older than that. Legend. RIP.
RIP big red ! Beloved icon here in Portland for the one and only chip in 77'.
Dude was always blocking the view of the stage...
RIP Bill
RIP big red.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
The guy lived a hell of a life. RIP, Bill.
Dang. Hate the Dead, but I loved Bill.
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
RIP. I wonder whether he made it to the sphere?.
Clearly, on of the most outspoken celeb Dead Heads.
Unstoppable in college. One of the Bruins' GOATs
“How does it feel to be the greatest guitarist in the world? I don’t know, go ask Rory Gallagher”. — Jimi Hendrix
Bill Kreuzman wrote a nice piece:
There are incredible stories about Bill Walton that I promised him I would only tell after he passed away, and it’s not nearly that time yet because before we laugh, first we must allow ourselves to cry. Darn it. This is a mournful day. This is a period of mourning.
Sure, Bill Walton was an NBA legend. But in the Grateful Dead orbit, he was just a fan - and that made him a legend here, too. In many ways, he was our number one fan… but Bill would’ve taken issue with that ranking because, while he won many awards in his storied basketball career — including MVP — Bill insisted that the Grateful Dead was not a competition — and that all Deadheads were equal.
By that same notion, as I flash through decades of adventures with him, there isn’t one favorite memory. They all shine through. And they’re all important, because they all brought us both real happiness. And that’s special. That’s friendship.
Bill was a genuine fan that became a genuine friend and someone I always looked up to. But his towering presence was more than just literal. Whenever I play, there will now always be a hole where a seat should be, about ten rows back, center, where Bill used to stand, eyes closed, arms raised, while he felt the music running through him. That was a happy place for him and seeing him out there was one of mine. We never did have a hard time finding him in the crowd.
Similarly, when he walked into a room, you knew it - but it wasn’t because of his size. It was because of that laugh of his that broadcasted joy, and it was his easygoing smile that beamed sunshine across any space he ever entered.
So, yeah, losing Bill is an irreplaceable loss and, in simple terms, I am heartbroken. When somebody means that much to you, when their friendship is that important – that’s called love. I loved Bill Walton. As we say in the land of the Dead: May the four winds blow him safely home.
Must be some dust in the air...
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
The four part 30 for 30 is well worth a watch. Gonna have to run it back tonight. We lost one of the good ones.
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swing your fucking sword.
Imagine if injuries (his feet in particular) hadn't given him so much trouble. He just seemed like a guy who was fully engaged with life, to an amazing degree. He didn't leave anything on the table.
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Ran into Bill on the ucla campus back in summer of 91 or 92. He had a hot little Asian girl on his arm and I’m thinking Billdawg is gonna destroy this girl. I guess she could take since they were still married this week
Nice tribute piece by Bill K.
RIP
Not a fan of fucla, but Walton really was a great competitor and a tremendous college baskeball player. Better than Kareem (Lew).
Timing of death is fitting, as the Pac-12 held its last event Saturday night, and he passed soon after. The only person at ESPN that cared about the Pac- 10/12.
I ran into him at the San Diego airport a ways back. He was walking very slowly and limping.
Your dog just ate an avocado!
Loved him as a Blazer and a deadhead. Couldn't stand him as a commentator, but that's ok. He was a unique soul and a great person by all accounts.
RIP Bill.
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"All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring."
Too damn young. Rip
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