I was always a mark for a cape and funny long-johns. That's why I was thrilled to see the modern version of Underdog released.
(Even if I didnt care for it's non-animated production.)
Back in the early 80s I had the opportunity to spend a weekend with my girlfriend at a semi-plush hotel.
Now to me at that age, "semi-plush" felt like a five -star resort, and I was eager to enjoy the frills.
Until I turned on the tube and discovered a 12 hour marathon of Underdog.
I grew up without cable, without it's reruns of classic TV shows and the syndicated programming of TBS and channels like it. Although I watched cable now and again at the homes of my friends, in the early 80s cable TV was still sort of like magic to me.
And even more important than chicks.
So I watched that 12 hour marathon, while she enjoyed the frills. I think we broke up soon after.
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I can remember coming home from school everyday, for what seemed like an eternity, to find Mr. Cartoon pre-empted Again! by the Watergate Hearings.
These kids today just don't know....
I hear ya, Jay. They have so many options...I recall that re-empting as well. I watched the hearings simply because there was nothing else on. The peanut butter and jelly sandwich I always snacked on while watching Mr. Cartoon and Beeper just didn't taste the same with Tricky Dick's case on the tube.
Thanks for stopping by, man.
"I think we broke up soon after."
Yes, you probably did.
I loved Underdog - it has a special meaning for me you will probably get.
We started getting cable when I was in 7th grade, with HBO and that was my main focus. My parents were really sweet, although not too overbearing folks, so I watched stuff I probably shouldn't have. Then again, mom bought me MAD magazine and let me stay up late on Saturdays (in GRADE school) to watch Saturday Night Live.
I loved, loved Underdog. One of my first memories takes place in a trailer park in Ruskin, Florida.
I'm not exactly sure how old I was, but I was pretty young. The neighbor kid was older and bigger than me. We were going to play fight.
He asked me who I wanted to be, and I said "Underdog." He intoned "I'm going to be GOD" and proceeded to whip my ass. Everything I needed to know about theology, I learned that day.
That's a great story! And thanks for stopping by. Better luck against God the next time. :)
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