Throwback Thursday

Yesterday’s late-session stock market selloff is an indication, to me, that even traders/investors and their algorithms are coddled and spoiled. The market sold off because the Fed did not indicate that its next rate move would be a cut. OK, after a 3.2% GDP print for the first quarter of 2019 and continuing strong job growth why on Earth should the Fed indicate the next move is a cut?! The fact “markets” thought that should be the base case doesn’t mean the markets were right.

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More about Gino Marchetti:

 

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“Everybody goes to Gino’s, ’cause Gino’s is the place to go.

Everybody goes to Gino’s, everybody in the know.”

The above photo is from flickr. The Gino’s jingle is well-known to people my age who grew up in Baltimore. Yes, the Gino in Gino’s is for Gino Marchetti who partnered with fellow Colt Alan Ameche along with Joe Campanella and Louis Fisher to found the brand. The Gino Giant, an almost identical sandwich to the Big Mac®, was introduced two years before McDonald’s effort. My introduction to KFC was through Gino’s because they offered KFC chicken.

When the Gino’s company was sold to Marriott in 1982 it had over 350 locations. Marriott discontinued the brand and converted the stores remaining open to be Roy Rogers restaurants. The brand was revived in 2010 as Gino’s Burgers and Chicken, but has not had much success.

Gino’s was my favorite fast-food restaurant as a child into my early teens although I was also a fan of Jack In The Box, which still had locations in the east. The day after I broke my foot playing football in May of 1972, my parents—in one of the last things they did together before my father moved out—bought me a giant bag of food from Gino’s in an effort to cheer me up.

“Everybody goes to Gino’s, ’cause Gino’s is the place to go.

Everybody goes to Gino’s, everybody in the know.”

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From classiccars.com a picture of a 1970 Corvette. Around the same time I was eating at Gino’s I loved these cars; I loved the Mako Shark concept car that was the basis for the C3 Corvette. I thought the C2 design was boring! Kids, what do they know?!

One of the few things my father and I did together was to attend the annual Baltimore auto show. (I picked a 1970 model to show because the Orioles won the World Series in 1970 and the Baltimore Colts won the Super Bowl for the 1970 season.) In those days auto shows were more about concept cars than about car makers trying to get people interested in buying their new models. I know I had picture postcards of the Mako Shark, but they are long gone.

1970 is considered the high-water mark of the muscle car era (yeah, that’s really why I showed a ’70 Vette). Beginning in 1971, net HP figures were displayed instead of gross and real HP output fell because of tightening emissions standards and rising insurance rates. Compression ratios were lowered, cams were made less aggressive, etc. For 1970 the highest HP engine for the Corvette was the 454 cubic-inch big block that produced 390 HP; the 350 cubic-inch ZR1 small block produced 370 HP. By 1975 the highest HP for a Corvette engine was 205 and the base engine produced just 165 HP.

Today I think the C2 Corvette is the most beautiful American car ever and I think the C3 looks a little dated, especially early in the run. It’s OK to change your mind, by the way. I once knew someone—he was actually one of the best men at my wedding—who refused to change his mind or the way he thought about anything. I haven’t spoken to him in about ten years.

 

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Wayfaring Wednesday

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From profootballhof.com a picture of the late, legendary Gino Marchetti, presumably on the day of his induction to the Pro Football Hall of Fame. Marchetti died on Monday at the age of 93.

He played for the Baltimore Colts from 1953 to 1964, “retired” and then came back to play in 1966. His pro career actually started for the Dallas Texans in 1952; the Texans folded in the middle of that season and the franchise, what was left of it, was moved to Baltimore for 1953.

Here is a Gino Marchetti story by way of his coach Weeb Ewbank that I recounted in my football book, the one for which Mel Kiper wrote the forward:

“We were having trouble once with a young player from Kent State. He was lining up against Gino in practice and Gino was just going boom, boom—right by him. He told the kid, ‘You’re up too high. Get lower.’ The guy got lower and Gino, with that powerful torso of his, gave him a fake and a shove and knocked the kid down and went by him. The coach told the kid to get even lower. This time Gino went straight at him, put his hands on the kid’s shoulders and leap-frogged over him. The kid said, ‘Now what do I do?’ John Unitas was standing there watching. He said, ‘You just applaud, that’s all.'”

Marchetti was a member of the NFL’s 50th anniversary all-time team, which was announced in 1969. Next season will be the NFL’s 100th, an event the league is hyping to no end. Forrest Gregg, Packers Hall of Fame offensive tackle who passed away very recently, said this about Marchetti, “You ask who was the best … just my opinion, Marchetti was the best all-around player I ever played against. Great pass rusher. Great against the run. And he never let you rest.”

I haven’t mentioned that Marchetti enlisted in the U.S. Army after graduating from high school and fought in the famous Battle of the Bulge during World War II as a machine gunner. The petulant, coddled, moronic pro athletes of today—who seem to be too numerous—should take a lesson from Marchetti’s life.

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In large part due to Bill James’ tweeting the main link to this blog (thanks again, Bill; you can tweet/re-tweet links to the blog anytime), April set a “record” for views in a month. March and April set a “record” for most views in a two-month period. Thanks for reading.

22% of all views in April were on the day of Bill’s tweet and the day after. (OK, not supposed to start a sentence/paragraph with a number; in all honesty I think many people’s eyes would glaze over at “twenty-two.”) In fact, about two percent of all views since I began writing Disaffected Musings occurred on the day of the tweet. This is post number 429 and day number 476 for this blog.

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A picture I took of a beautiful 1942 Cadillac Series 62 convertible. Trying to tie this back to Gino Marchetti, 1942 was the last model year for US automobile production until after the end of World War II as manufacturing of cars ceased in February, 1942. Only 308 of these cars were built; about 3,100 were made in 1941.

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A postscript to the portion of yesterday’s post about awful customer service in America: my wonderful wife was not having a good work day, either, so she asked me if I wanted to get The Red Rocket titled in our state and get plates. Actually, *plate* is more accurate as, thankfully, only one plate needs to be displayed on cars where we live.

We have all heard horror stories of trips to the DMV that take hours and hours. We were in and out in 20 minutes and I have never spent more than a half hour at any DMV center in this state. Be thankful for small favors, I guess.

 

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