What was the best day of your life and why?
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stuartmmcfc said:
jdw100 said:
Like some others on here the best day of your life was watching some people you don’t know achieve something on which you had literally no involvement or impact?
It made no difference to that event whether you were there or not, and that’s the best day of your life? Seriously?
Those guys undoubtedly trained hard for years to achieve a major sporting trophy - could well be the best day of their life - or not. But to watch someone else and play no part it in - that’s really the best day out of your own life....nothing else has matched it?
What about, some guys you have never met climbing Everest or a man you know vaguely completing a reallly hard PhD? That’s got to be up there surely?
Almost as bad as shaking the hand of someone who has achieved loads of stuff.....ooh best day of my life! Really?
I once had a pee in a club in LA next to a very famous actor - should I put this up here as best day of my life?
Are people here genuinely saying that their the best day of the whole of their existence on this planet to date has been either watching (not playing in) a sporting event and contributing nothing to the outcome or shaking the hand of someone who has achieved some sporting stuff. Or am I due a parrot?
They’ve done nothing themselves or been involved in a single event that matches up to watching some football or shaking a hand?
It’s not for me to judge but if you really get off at looking at actors cocks while they urinate (and it’s obviously stuck in your memory) then yes, you shouldIt made no difference to that event whether you were there or not, and that’s the best day of your life? Seriously?
Those guys undoubtedly trained hard for years to achieve a major sporting trophy - could well be the best day of their life - or not. But to watch someone else and play no part it in - that’s really the best day out of your own life....nothing else has matched it?
What about, some guys you have never met climbing Everest or a man you know vaguely completing a reallly hard PhD? That’s got to be up there surely?
Almost as bad as shaking the hand of someone who has achieved loads of stuff.....ooh best day of my life! Really?
I once had a pee in a club in LA next to a very famous actor - should I put this up here as best day of my life?
Are people here genuinely saying that their the best day of the whole of their existence on this planet to date has been either watching (not playing in) a sporting event and contributing nothing to the outcome or shaking the hand of someone who has achieved some sporting stuff. Or am I due a parrot?
They’ve done nothing themselves or been involved in a single event that matches up to watching some football or shaking a hand?
Edited by stuartmmcfc on Sunday 14th October 08:28
Also, who looks at other guys cocks at a urinal? I certainly avoid that at all costs!
The best day of my Life thus far was proposing to my wife and her accepting. I must've been grinning like the Cheshire Cat!
I spent some time planning it, I designed her engagement ring myself and commissioned a Jeweller in Kimberley, South Africa to make it. I then planned a holiday to Durban - her first time in Africa. Upon arrival at the airport, the Jeweller met us and pretended to be meeting me to give me a parcel for my Father.
A few days later, I proposed to her on the beach as the Sun was rising one beautiful morning. Amazing memory. A great day.
Our Wedding Day was good, our Valentines holiday in Kenya (Masai Mara) and Tanzania (Zanzibar) even better. I've been blessed with many really good days, but as a single day, the Proposal day stands out. Seeing my step-kids grow up, being a privileged part of their Lives, seeing their achievements sees many good days.
Winning my Cycling Club Road Championship was a highlight in my late teens. I guess there are many personal milestones being reached that have been good days.
Someone mentioned elephants; my wife and I were in Hwange National Park in Zimbabwe a few years ago which is home to a very large population of African elephants; seeing huge bull elephants was amazing. Riding on a rescued elephant at a Conservation Park nearby was wonderful; the deep bass sound the animal produces goes right through you! A good day.
Watching sporting events however, don't come even slightly close to being great days. I totally understand the Tribalism that some on here have for a sporting team; a primal instinct to rally around a Cause. The Team represents them, they are very passionate - something I will admit I could never be for something as inconsequential to my Life, as a sports team. But I 'get' how it could be for some.
Still, whilst I can imagine supporting a sports Team will take you on a journey of emotions ranging from elation to depression if you are fanatical enough, it is sad to me - and clearly others - that someone's best days are tied to a relatively meaningless cause in the grand scheme of things. Yes, you can get many really, really good days from being a life-long Supporter of something like that and you can measure the best of them but pitting those against other aspects of Life? Surely not even close!
Surely the birth of a child, a Wedding Day, a son or daughter's major milestone achievement's in Life, graduating University after years of hard study, owning your first home, your first car! All these must surely trump the result of a sporting event, no matter how great the Team you support's achievement?
If you lead a single, boring Life with no major achievements, then perhaps all you have is the achievements of others and a sporting team can make you feel a part of that as a Supporter, through thick and thin...but it you would need to be exceptionally isolated because if you have a Family, then to put a sporting Team's victories above them in terms of 'best day's' is, well, wow, do you actually love your Family?
I spent some time planning it, I designed her engagement ring myself and commissioned a Jeweller in Kimberley, South Africa to make it. I then planned a holiday to Durban - her first time in Africa. Upon arrival at the airport, the Jeweller met us and pretended to be meeting me to give me a parcel for my Father.
A few days later, I proposed to her on the beach as the Sun was rising one beautiful morning. Amazing memory. A great day.
Our Wedding Day was good, our Valentines holiday in Kenya (Masai Mara) and Tanzania (Zanzibar) even better. I've been blessed with many really good days, but as a single day, the Proposal day stands out. Seeing my step-kids grow up, being a privileged part of their Lives, seeing their achievements sees many good days.
Winning my Cycling Club Road Championship was a highlight in my late teens. I guess there are many personal milestones being reached that have been good days.
Someone mentioned elephants; my wife and I were in Hwange National Park in Zimbabwe a few years ago which is home to a very large population of African elephants; seeing huge bull elephants was amazing. Riding on a rescued elephant at a Conservation Park nearby was wonderful; the deep bass sound the animal produces goes right through you! A good day.
Watching sporting events however, don't come even slightly close to being great days. I totally understand the Tribalism that some on here have for a sporting team; a primal instinct to rally around a Cause. The Team represents them, they are very passionate - something I will admit I could never be for something as inconsequential to my Life, as a sports team. But I 'get' how it could be for some.
Still, whilst I can imagine supporting a sports Team will take you on a journey of emotions ranging from elation to depression if you are fanatical enough, it is sad to me - and clearly others - that someone's best days are tied to a relatively meaningless cause in the grand scheme of things. Yes, you can get many really, really good days from being a life-long Supporter of something like that and you can measure the best of them but pitting those against other aspects of Life? Surely not even close!
Surely the birth of a child, a Wedding Day, a son or daughter's major milestone achievement's in Life, graduating University after years of hard study, owning your first home, your first car! All these must surely trump the result of a sporting event, no matter how great the Team you support's achievement?
If you lead a single, boring Life with no major achievements, then perhaps all you have is the achievements of others and a sporting team can make you feel a part of that as a Supporter, through thick and thin...but it you would need to be exceptionally isolated because if you have a Family, then to put a sporting Team's victories above them in terms of 'best day's' is, well, wow, do you actually love your Family?
I saw Noel Gallagher on a documentary point out that he loved. City before he met his Wife and loved City before the birth of his children. Of course it’s a big part of his life and he’s certainly done many memorable things (played in front of 250000 at knebworth for starters) but City winning the PL for tha first time is one of the best days in his life.
The day my daughter was born.
After close to 20 hours of labour an over-tired and over-zealous anaesthetist nearly killed my wife and unborn daughter in the early hours by overdoing the epidural, and four hours later I watched the paediatric team resuscitate my seconds-old daughter while I watched helplessly and comforted my wife.
I was a Paramedic at the time and knew exactly what was happening to both of them but just had to stand back and hope everybody did their job as well as they could.
I could have been completely and utterly alone from that day on, but a few people did their jobs fantastically and I have my wife and ten year old daughter to smile with every day.
After close to 20 hours of labour an over-tired and over-zealous anaesthetist nearly killed my wife and unborn daughter in the early hours by overdoing the epidural, and four hours later I watched the paediatric team resuscitate my seconds-old daughter while I watched helplessly and comforted my wife.
I was a Paramedic at the time and knew exactly what was happening to both of them but just had to stand back and hope everybody did their job as well as they could.
I could have been completely and utterly alone from that day on, but a few people did their jobs fantastically and I have my wife and ten year old daughter to smile with every day.
stuartmmcfc said:
I saw Noel Gallagher on a documentary point out that he loved. City before he met his Wife and loved City before the birth of his children. Of course it’s a big part of his life and he’s certainly done many memorable things (played in front of 250000 at knebworth for starters) but City winning the PL for tha first time is one of the best days in his life.
I can’t even begin to imagine how I’d feel if Shef Utd did a leicester/ Man City and ended up winning the premier league. It just couldn’t be topped. For those that don’t get it, it’s apmost impossible to explain really, but football is in my blood. Started with my grandfather taking me to games from the age of 6, my dad wasn’t around so it skipped a generation. He also took my uncle for a young age. My cousin (his son) goes and this year I got my 6 year old his first season ticket.
I’m 35 now, players, managers and coaches have come and gone. Owners stick around for longer but even I’ve seen a few still. We’ve been up and down during that time, I’ve witnessed relegations and promotions, Cup runs and play off heartache.
The thing for me is nothing to do with who is achieving what on the pitch it’s going through all those emotions with my family and friends. My grandad has long since passed, but every time we score an important goal I see his face looking at me to celebrate. I now see that same unbridled elation in my sons face and understand what he was looking at 30 years ago, his face filled with emotion and pride.
My cousin is 5 years younger than me, he doesn’t have kids yet. When he does I’m in no doubt they’ll be going through the same. The connectionnhe he has with his dad extends beyond the rest of the family as they’ve shared years of bitter/ sweet experiences on the terraces, I can’t wait until my son is in his 20’s and we are connected in this way too!
So really it’s not about a bunch of wind bag kicking talented blokes on the field and more about sharing the experiences with family and friends week in and week out.
Those who just think we are sad, ask yourself why hundreds of thousands of people go to watch live football every week. The vast majority of whom are like me and my family. Tell me something else that such numbers of people get behind (other than perhaps religion) in such a way that gives them ‘best days of their life’ type experiences?
Come to think of it yesterday was pretty good. Sitting by the fountains in London's Barbican in blazing sunshine, drinking a cold beer and chatting to a very pretty girl well respected in certain PH circles.
Other good days.
First solo flight, almost an anti-climax at the time but over the next few hours it really sank in.
MBA graduation. Wasn't planning to bother to go but was a great day as it turned out.
The day I saw Rosamund Pike starkers was quite good as well.
Other good days.
First solo flight, almost an anti-climax at the time but over the next few hours it really sank in.
MBA graduation. Wasn't planning to bother to go but was a great day as it turned out.
The day I saw Rosamund Pike starkers was quite good as well.
Riley Blue said:
I reckon it was a day, fairly recently, when my O/H came home from work and I could tell she was well on the way to becoming her old self.
Several years ago she'd had a stroke that had triggered epilepsy, been at death's door but recovered though lost a very well salaried job as a consequence, struggled for several years to regain her confidence and get back into the workplace, returned to work at a far lower level than before, was rapidly promoted from department to department and is now in a role she is excelling in even though her salary is little more than half it was prior to the stroke.
She has battled her way back back to health and though she still has the occasional 'off day' they're diminishing as the months pass so if I think about it, every day is a 'best day'.
Thanks for posting Several years ago she'd had a stroke that had triggered epilepsy, been at death's door but recovered though lost a very well salaried job as a consequence, struggled for several years to regain her confidence and get back into the workplace, returned to work at a far lower level than before, was rapidly promoted from department to department and is now in a role she is excelling in even though her salary is little more than half it was prior to the stroke.
She has battled her way back back to health and though she still has the occasional 'off day' they're diminishing as the months pass so if I think about it, every day is a 'best day'.
My wedding day was pretty good.
Birth of my 1st son
Adoption of my 2nd son
My 32nd birthday was pretty memorable too. Had a suite in Las Vegas, missus brought me a massive maccy D’s breakfast which was eaten in the hot tub in the room, then a bit of errr... dessert in the hot tub, over to the gun store to shoot a Desert Eagle, AK47 and Uzi; followed by driving a Murcielago round the infield track at LVMS and a strip show in the evening.
Had a more recent one as well but I suspect I may well be divorced if I diverge details publicly....
Birth of my 1st son
Adoption of my 2nd son
My 32nd birthday was pretty memorable too. Had a suite in Las Vegas, missus brought me a massive maccy D’s breakfast which was eaten in the hot tub in the room, then a bit of errr... dessert in the hot tub, over to the gun store to shoot a Desert Eagle, AK47 and Uzi; followed by driving a Murcielago round the infield track at LVMS and a strip show in the evening.
Had a more recent one as well but I suspect I may well be divorced if I diverge details publicly....
Taking my son home after 4 weeks in Neonatel not knowing if he was going to make it. Was very special.
My Dad telling me that I’m all grown up letting me drive his 911 home. Doesn’t sound much but the car has been in the family 30 years I’m the only other person to drive it other than him. Was very symbolic for me was the moment he started to treat me as an equal. Plus most of my childhood memories with my Dad are attached to that car.
The other was my Dad sitting me down at his desk telling me that he was so proud of me. Then saying he was going home for the day and he wouldn’t be in tomorrow or any day after. That was how he told me he was ready to retire and I was MD. A lot of people had told my Dad I wasn’t smart enough assertive enough etc to take on the company. I guess in my head in that moment I had proved them all wrong.
My Dad telling me that I’m all grown up letting me drive his 911 home. Doesn’t sound much but the car has been in the family 30 years I’m the only other person to drive it other than him. Was very symbolic for me was the moment he started to treat me as an equal. Plus most of my childhood memories with my Dad are attached to that car.
The other was my Dad sitting me down at his desk telling me that he was so proud of me. Then saying he was going home for the day and he wouldn’t be in tomorrow or any day after. That was how he told me he was ready to retire and I was MD. A lot of people had told my Dad I wasn’t smart enough assertive enough etc to take on the company. I guess in my head in that moment I had proved them all wrong.
The birth of my first son was memorable, I was a tanker driver for Gulf Oil, and I was going to take the truck home, ready for a delivery next day.
I phoned the hospital in Stepney, East London, and they told me that the birth was imminent.
I left the pub I was in, this was prior to breathalyser tests, and drove my loaded 2000 gallon truck to the hospital.
I went in, saw my wife and son, and dissolved, half with emotion, half with feeling the enormous buzz of a half dozen scotch and dry gingers.
Three years later, I turned up at Guy’s Hospital, for # 2, reasonably sober, the nurse said, “You have a son”, I said, “Another one?”
I phoned the hospital in Stepney, East London, and they told me that the birth was imminent.
I left the pub I was in, this was prior to breathalyser tests, and drove my loaded 2000 gallon truck to the hospital.
I went in, saw my wife and son, and dissolved, half with emotion, half with feeling the enormous buzz of a half dozen scotch and dry gingers.
Three years later, I turned up at Guy’s Hospital, for # 2, reasonably sober, the nurse said, “You have a son”, I said, “Another one?”
The Crack Fox said:
Wacky Racer said:
"Football's not a matter of life or death.....it's more important than that."
Bill Shankly.
I hate that quote. And football.Bill Shankly.
Watching my daughter walk for the first time. That was elation.
It probably just about equals City beating Newcastle in 1968
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