Matt died one year ago today 02/12/11

[BobbyBlueChip]

Loved him. . . .

I spent most of that Tuesday that I found out reading kosar and Private Petey posts and laughing to myself trying not think about it. Didn't feel like doin' much of anything. I usually handle death pretty well, but haven't had many friends die. My sister who knows of madjacks and knows of kosar called me to see if I was OK. . . and I just started balling. 10 minutes before a meeting with my boss. Went to the meeting, he asked me what was wrong and I said a friend of mine had passed away. He asked about him, if it was a friend from high school?. . . a friend from college? and I told him "No, a guy I know from a message board". . . . . and then realized that there's worse message boards to meet a guy from than a gambling message board to admit to your boss, I told him ". . . a gambling message board"

He looked at me like. . .



. . . and told me to go ahead and take the rest of the day off. And I laughed because I knew Matt would find it funny

And then, I got home and started looking at pictures of kosar and saw this messed up recreation of a wake and all of us with our stupid smiles on our faces. . . How messed up is this picture?

I laughed again because I knew Matt would find it funny.

He would have also laughed at the big dumb moose finally figuring out who Private Petey was. . . would have laughed at smurph's manifesto while he was grieving that

"feel like he's with me now. ....we areno a good generation, but arent bat...we drink we we fuck shit up always.....i guess this is what we get. .....i drink to you forever matt.....i wish you would have helped us hep you.......cuz a course we woulda"

He would have laughed at smurph calling me a girl when I was getting my VO-inspired grieving drunk on a couple of weeks later.

We always had fun and my life is better for just knowing him. . .

See you on the other side, brother

 

[MadJack]

Loved him. . . .

I spent most of that Tuesday that I found out reading kosar and Private Petey posts and laughing to myself trying not think about it. Didn't feel like doin' much of anything. I usually handle death pretty well, but haven't had many friends die. My sister who knows of madjacks and knows of kosar called me to see if I was OK. . . and I just started balling. 10 minutes before a meeting with my boss. Went to the meeting, he asked me what was wrong and I said a friend of mine had passed away. He asked about him, if it was a friend from high school?. . . a friend from college? and I told him "No, a guy I know from a message board". . . . . and then realized that there's worse message boards to meet a guy from than a gambling message board to admit to your boss, I told him ". . . a gambling message board"

He looked at me like. . .



. . . and told me to go ahead and take the rest of the day off. And I laughed because I knew Matt would find it funny

And then, I got home and started looking at pictures of kosar and saw this messed up recreation of a wake and all of us with our stupid smiles on our faces. . . How messed up is this picture?

I laughed again because I knew Matt would find it funny.

He would have also laughed at the big dumb moose finally figuring out who Private Petey was. . . would have laughed at smurph's manifesto while he was grieving that

"feel like he's with me now. ....we areno a good generation, but arent bat...we drink we we fuck shit up always.....i guess this is what we get. .....i drink to you forever matt.....i wish you would have helped us hep you.......cuz a course we woulda"

He would have laughed at smurph calling me a girl when I was getting my VO-inspired grieving drunk on a couple of weeks later.

We always had fun and my life is better for just knowing him. . .

See you on the other side, brother

:toast:

 

[yyz]

Matt was something!

It's a fucking shame, is what it is.

Way too much time left on the clock for him to go.

 

[Trampled Underfoot]

:toast:

 

[SixFive]

Matt was a great guy! I miss him too and think about him regularly. I went back a few weeks ago and read that superbowl thread and laughed my ass off at the private petey stuff as well as fletcher's page long curse ridden responses/diatribes. Funny funny stuff, and so was all the big dumb moose stuff. Wish I would have known b4 he passed bc I'm sure if we talked about that we would have both been laughing our asses off.

 

[jigs]

The only forums I read are gambling one's.

Madjacks was the first one I signed up at.

I have never met anyone in person from the forums.

However if I'd had the opportunity to, it would have been Matt.

The guy had a wicked sense of humour.

RIP Matt

 

[no pepper]

I remember one time there was a forum contest and some guys didn't pay up once they were out of the running (I know hard to believe). Many "PAY UP YOU STIFFS! posts followed back and forth. Threats, name calling, "must have got lost in the mail" type stuff. It was only three or four guys who owed $50 each. Kosar was so perturbed by the grocer boy nature of it all that he posted and asked for an address. He sent a check for the short money just so the whiny bitches would shut up.

One of my favorite kosar posts was his recap of the breakdancing exhibition at SB party:

Polecat,

You have a good memory. Actually, I was a little disappointed that you didn't show, because you were one of my biggest supporters. I had a feeling that I might even be able to learn a little break-dancing from yourself, even as skilled as I am.

It never happened, man. Here's what happened:

I showed up at the SB party fully intending on putting on a half-time show for the gang. I had my grey metallic parachute pants on and a nifty pair of black leather gloves with their fingertips cut out.

As the clock wound to 0:00 in the first half, I heard bahama mama in the back of the room chanting, 'kosssssar, kosssssar'. I knew what she wanted.

It was somewhat tight quarters in the room, but I looked around and found a spot that I thought would be suitable. I looked over to madjack, who was seated next to me. He winked and said, 'do it man, do it like you've never done it before'.

I hit the floor and went into my patented head-spin double windmill kick-out. Well, I didn't allow for enough room and fractured my ankle on a table leg.

I then decided to wow the crowd with some arm action, given as how I could barely walk at this point with my ankle and all. I went into a double king-tut, extented-length back and forth tic manuever. T-bonez was less than amused when my return tic struck her flush in her right eye.

Raymond, being the gentleman that he is, bumrushed me, intent on major bodily harm. While running away, I tried to explain to him that it was an accident. He wasn't buying it. Thank God Ctown guy was there to run interference, or I would have been meat.

But polecat, I *did* perfect one move that I had been working on for the previous 6 months, on that trip. Some of us enjoyed a party in my room earlier that weekend, and with the backdrop of Hoops, Jack, Jack Sr., Ironlock, Barfly and Gatorbait all singing, ' Go Kosar, it's your birthday', I finally did it!!!

I did the 'ultra-worm'. That is the move where you flip yourself from one bed to the other without using your arms or legs, just your stomach. I looked like a graceful dolphin as I flipped myself over the gulf between beds using only my incredibly well-toned stomach. It was incredible, man!!!