Old New York

Pretty much any beer is good when having more than one!

More great pics everyone.

-Greg

Schaefer is the one beer to have when your having more than one. Schaefer pleasure doesn't fade even when your thirst is done.

My beer is rheingold the dry beer. Ask for rheingold wherever you buy beer

OOPS!

My beer is Reingold the dry beer. 

Think of Reingold whenever you by beer.

Its not bitter not sweet.

Extra dry flavor's Neat.

Won't you try extra dry Reingold beer?

 

Remember Mel Allan?

Broadcasting the Yankee games he would say,

Make the three ring sign and ask the man for Ballentine.

 

How about Bert and Harry Piel?

 

Cheers,

Nate

 

 

Baseball & Ballantine!

Pitchers and catchers report in a few weeks!

 

Peter

Where I learned about beer as a kid!

 

Ebbets Field:

 

 

Polo Grounds in different eras:

 

 

 

Yankee Stadium: (One of the most famous scoreboard photos )

 

Jim

Jim

 

great post

 

i had forgotten knicherbocher

 

one of the best overall threads I have seen

 

thanks all for the wonderful memories

 

what a great hobby we have

 

j

Great photos.

I remember Mel Allen pouring an ice cold bottle of Ballantine Ale into a pilsner glass on live TV while broadcasting Yankee games. No wonder he was slurring his words by the 7th inning.  

I never heard of Ballantine

 

bluelineC4,

Where did you get all of the Ballantine trucks?  You have a really impressive fleet!

Ben,

Mel Allen would be proud of you. Nice job!

Nate

 

Let's not forget:

 

Great pics!

 

Peter

Wow what a lot of memories.....it is amazing how many breweries there once were in the NYC area, how many beers were brewed here. It is funny, today we have the 'craft beer' movement, but many of the beers we are mentioning were still made the way they were back in Europe. My maternal great grandfather was from Germany and he worked for Schaefer here in NY (timeframe would be late 19th century I would guess, my grandfather was born in 1880 I believe), and both my mother's parents worked for schaefer, it is where they met around 1920 or so. Rheingold was still the beer of the NY Mets when I was a kid, I hear it may be making something of a comeback (though like a lot of once great beers, like Schaeffer, I suspect it was bought by a bulk bottler like Heillman, and will be swill). 

 

Miss Rheingold was interesting. A friend of my father where he worked had a sister who had been Miss Rheingold, she ended up married to the guy who founder Peterson publishing (Hot Rod magazine among others). 

 

And since we were speaking of the Polo grounds and the subway, had to bring up another piece of family history. My mother and father were dating in 1951, both lived in the Bronx and used to take the subway downtown together each day. On the day of the Dodger-Giants playoff, they dared each other from the time they got on the subway to play hooky and go to the game....and that is what they did, called in 'sick', got tickets (different era!), and were there for Thompson's famous shot heard around the world (my mom was ecstatic, since she was a Giants fan, my dad just smiled, figuring the Yankees were gonna win another one (I was the one of those sad children, brought up in a house divided, my dad grew up in the Bronx (used to sneak into Yankee stadium as a kid during the depression), my mom was a Giants fan

 

 

Who did you root for bigkid ? Now and Then.

    When I was a kid I asked my mother for a Yankee hat like the other kids had on the block. She smacked me and said my uncle(a Brooklyn Dodger fan) would kill me if he heard that. From that day on I was a Met fan for life.

  When I worked at Sperry Gyroscope I would hear all the stories of the Polo grounds and Ebbetts field from the WW2 guys.

  I loved those stories and this thread brings them back to life.

Kind of a weird one, I am one of those people who is sort of dual allegiance. I was born after the Dodgers and Giants moved to the west coast, so through my mom I was a Mets fan but with my dad a Yankees fan, kind of hard not to pick that up, too. I would describe myself as more a Mets fan (why, I don't know, I must love self abuse, it is why I do software testing for a living *lol*),but I also still follow the Yankees somewhat . On the other hand to her dying day my mom said rooting for the Yankees was like rooting for the phone company *lol*.  

Funny story how I became a Yankee fan  !963 Bordens milk had coupons on milk containers  Collect 10 coupons and you got a free ticket to Shea to see the mets.  We scoured the neighborhood garbage cans and collected coupons  Went to 42 Met games that year with Mom who was die hard Dodger fan who became Met fan after the dodgers left.  Wouldn't you know the Mets lost 41 of those 42 games.  I said how can I like this team they suck.  Yankee fan ever since

Ben

 

The Borden offer goes back to the Brooklyn Dodgers days at Ebbets field. The coupons wee on milk containers and other Bordens dairy products such as the ice cream containers. I remember going to Ebbets field a few times on these tickets .

 

I can also remember the mets from those early shea days. When I was a Manhattan College student, a bunch of us cut classes and went to the first Met Home game ever . We got in General admission along the 1st base line and we were up at second row from the top. Mets played the Pirates that day. They lost 8-2 and Willie Stargell hit the first homerun ever at Shea stadium.

 

A couple of years later they were still pretty bad. In 1966, my brother had a pair of tickets for a Cardinal Game on a Saturday night. It was about the 6th inning and Mets were ahead about 8-1 . It was a cold evening So my Brother and I decided to head on home and finish the game on TV. Jack Hamilton had just come on to relieve for the mets. WE kived in Middle Village which was nearby and only a 10 minute car ride . By the time we got home, the Cardinals were leading 9-8 and it was still the same inning we left in. Oh those mets. 

I became a Yankee fan in 1954 when I was kid growing up in Brooklyn. My dad was a Dodger fan and my Uncle Jim was a Yankee fan.  In October, my mom went to the A&S department store on Fulton Street in Brooklyn to buy me a Dodger Jacket for my 7th birthday.  Turns out they didn't have my size in a Dodger jacket but did have it in a Yankee jacket.  Mom, being Mom, didn't know the first thing about baseball but wanted to make sure I had a jacket that fit properly so she purchased the Yankee jacket.  You can imagine my dad's surprise when he came home from work that day and saw me wearing the Yankee jacket.  He laughed, took me by the hand, and we walked the two blocks to Uncle Jim's.  When we arrived at my uncle's apartment dad said to him, "look what you did to my son".  They both laughed and made that birthday something that I will never forget.  From that day on I was a Yankee fan.