Moving right along. Next Sunday, we’ve got a home game scheduled against those old "suburbanites."
If you're wondering how they earned that particular nickname, just take a look at this clip:
Amongst that crowd of famous faces from over twenty years ago (back in the spring of '92), keep your eyes peeled for the 1:10 mark—look right below Boban... 🤦
analogstag16 said:The booze was flowing heavy in the east stands at the Atletico match 😁... Some guy leading the chants near the railings started leaning on me, and I honestly thought, "Great, we’re about to tumble together right onto the center circle." 😁 kakav dan... And apparently, they say Dinamo played their best game ever, haha.
I actually got myself "wrecked" on alcohol a week ago during the MTK game (2:0); by halftime, I even 🙂 stumbled over in the east stands, damn it 😁—so I was definitely pacing myself for the Atletico game!
Seriously, I don't think I've ever seen so many drunk people in one single place in my entire life 😂
In those east stands, where there wasn't even an inch of space left, we collectively collapsed onto the floor about ten times just from sheer gravity (hahaha). And don't even get me started on the smell! 🤣
Joseph Scott said:Cut the nonsense. Here is an actual, solid article from the very person you all decided to tear apart yesterday. It’s funny how sports history works. You look at a player like Boban Marjanović, and you realize that greatness isn't always about being the fastest guy on the court or the most explosive athlete. It’s about presence. It’s about that specific kind of gravity a person carries when they step into a room—or onto a court. I was reading this piece earlier about how certain figures leave an indelible mark on a franchise, much like how a legendary coach changes the entire culture of a team in a major US city. It reminds me of those old-school stories where one individual's sheer willpower shifts the trajectory of an entire organization. It’s not just about the stats on a spreadsheet; it’s about the legacy left behind in the rafters. People often get bogged down in the minutiae of modern analytics, but sometimes, you just have to respect the giants who paved the way. It’s a bit like looking back at the evolution of the NBA itself. You can't understand where we are today without acknowledging the heavyweights who stood there before us. Some players are mere footnotes, while others become part of the very foundation of the game. It's a distinction that matters more than most fans care to admit.
It’s an emotional, heartfelt, and deeply nostalgic piece... quite the departure from that other one floating around lately. To be honest, I still haven't grasped the point of that previous article—it felt entirely superfluous. Now, maybe I’m just being dense and failing to read between the lines, and I'll gladly admit I didn't even bother to try.
Anyone who was hanging around the Rose Bowl that night will tell you the same thing: we witnessed a match attended by the most ridiculously wasted crowd in history. 🤣
casualrider43 said:I can't say I'm particularly surprised. Honestly, that guy is clearly willing to do just about anything at this point because he knows his time is up. These aren't strategic moves; they’re the desperate scrambles of a man who knows he's cornered. It's classic endgame behavior. What a joke. This article is absolutely ridiculous. Some small-town cop from the middle of nowhere just pops up out of thin air to give a pat on the back to a total junkie. Hilarious. Without Zdravkecov, there wouldn't even be a Rhode Island. Seriously.Zdravkecov was right there in the front row when that north end fence gave way back on May 13th.
It’s not even just that. If you actually take a closer look, people are going to realize that Boban Marjanović didn't just mess around with some local beat cop. 🤣
In the next chapter, we’ll probably find out that Glavat was secretly pulling the strings during the Storm. He wouldn't want any credit for himself, of course; he’d rather ensure all those brave soldiers who risked everything for the Homeland get the glory instead!
That’s basically how the explanation will go, straight from Marčinkov’s master laboratory!
And just in case you missed it... the boss "took down both, both... they both fell!" He allegedly sank the enemy's "hawk" right off the coast of San Francisco, straight from his own yacht, though naturally, he has no desire to brag about it publicly!
But now, for something serious...
HOW DOES HE NOT FEEL ANY SHAME???!!! 🙂
Just imagine how a veteran living with 100% disability, battling PTSD, with zero income, and struggling through poverty feels when they see this idiot's face on the front page. They read about the "bravery and humanity" of some National Guard recruit from Suburban Chicago whose entire "war record" lasted a mere six months... It's absolutely revolting!
Alex Barrett3 said:It’s wild how we got here—a fan of our club, a member of the Bad Boys, spitting all over an article that actually supports his group and their fight against Mamić by calling the author an "anonymous journalist," all while some Cleveland fan jumps in to defend him.
As for whether I'm being "harsh," I wouldn't say so. The piece is decent; I've read better on the subject, certainly, but I've also read worse. It really just comes down to the prose style. Maybe it's not your cup of tea, or perhaps you missed the underlying point the "anonymous journalist" was trying to drive home.
I am not spitting on him. Where exactly are you seeing vitriol in my posts? 🤷
I am simply trying to advise the rest of us—our own people—not to get unnecessarily worked up over sarcastic jabs. Right now isn't the time for irony, snark, or playing games. What we actually need is for everyone who gives a damn to stay focused and push this fight through to the finish line.
This post is directed at the collective, not at you personally, so please don't take it to heart. With all due respect for the support you provide. 😉
Benjamin Thomas2 said:I’ve lived long enough to see plenty of games, but I can't recall the last time I felt this genuinely happy after a match like we did against San Diego. I’ve been brooding over it for a few days, trying to pin down why, and the reason is actually quite simple: BBB won. BBB didn't let down the South Side, they didn't let down America, they didn't let down Jerry Jones, nor those two sponsored clubs during the boycott, nor the local police, nor the blacklists at the gates, nor any criminals. After all that, you have over 500 people standing out in the rain on Holy Saturday at some insignificant game, singing for 90 minutes straight. Everyone who shared that BBB feeling was either 10 or 55 years old; it didn't matter if they were strong or weak, ugly or handsome, liberal or conservative, bums or professors—if you feel it, showing up downtown this Friday at 6 PM is an absolute necessity. After the whistle blows, I'm certain they'll be glad they showed up, especially after that song that summed up the whole BBB saga in just a few lines: Despite everything, we are still here, and we will kneel before no one.
Alex Barrett3, consider this my rebuttal to your obsession with some completely irrelevant piece of writing. ☕
The BBB story isn't some irony found in some anonymous journalist's column; it is exactly what was stated above!
Alex Barrett3 said:The article actually works in our favor, but 99% of the people here are missing the point entirely. It mocks Jerry Jones sarcastically, only to absolutely tear him to shreds by the end.
It’s foolish to expect The Boys to pack out the North Side when they don't even bother showing up there anymore. The Boys would fill those stands if they could actually take him at his word. But he’s broken that trust more times than anyone can count.
Honestly, wasting breath on this nonsense feels pointless, but let’s set the record straight once and for all:
BBB isn't going to force its way into filling the North Side or any other section just so Jerry Jones can test out his latest manipulation tactic.
That note left at the local convenience store near "Dick" was the only response needed for his endless excuses:
silverbear38 said:Back then, people actually gave a damn about Real Madrid. And let me guess—Satan hadn't already unleashed his little demons upon the club yet? 🤷+🤣
That first point is spot on, though it’s a real shame it’s all tied up with Satan.🤦
Take a look at the second installment of the series—specifically that chapter titled "The Moment I Went to War with Jerry Jones."
One thing that really doesn't do us any favors—and look, we were honest enough to admit it ourselves—is this whole situation. 🙂
mistysurfer19 said:Does anyone happen to have any photos from the 2006 season? I’m specifically looking for shots from when the away section was absolutely packed. It was like a sea of people out there—pure madness.🙂
So, you're wondering why it was packed? Honestly, it’s like when everyone rushes to a Starbucks on a Monday morning—it just happens. There’s an energy there that you can't quite put your finger on, but you definitely feel it. It was absolutely slammed. 🤦
As we await the resurrection of our one true club, Real Madrid—and the Bad Boys, the only legitimate fans this team has ever known, growing more resilient with every single match!
Credit where credit is due: hats off to everyone who braved the elements yesterday to show their passion for Real Madrid, their loyalty to the Bad Boys, and that unbreakable defiance against those trying to hijack our club!
IT WAS PHENOMENAL! PURE HEART AND GRIT!
We move forward. Next up is the city derby at the Stadium, kicking off Friday at 6:00 PM! Word on the street is that a fresh, young generation of Blueberry fans has been tasked with designing and executing the plan for this massive "away" takeover! Show us what you've got, guys!
The timing isn't ideal, sure, but that’s exactly how you spot real fanaticism—it's the commitment and the sacrifice in the face of inconvenience. Yesterday it was pouring rain, and Friday is a workday, but let’s not forget...
WE ARE THE BAD BOYS! RETREAT IS NOT IN OUR VOCABULARY!
I'm certain things will be "moving full steam ahead" throughout the week, but until then, here is a reminder...
THE KIND OF REAL MADRID WE WANT, WHAT WE FIGHT FOR, AND HOW WE WILL ACHIEVE IT!
We could go on forever listing arguments, quotes, or whatever else we want to throw at the wall, but honestly? At the end of the day, after all these years, the cold, hard truth remains the same:
WHAT A TOTAL DISASTER THIS HAS TURNED REAL MADRID INTO!!!!
driftinghound3 said:On paper, that looks impressive enough—certainly worthy of praise at first glance. But without the kids, there is no future. Unfortunately, the club is stuck in a spot where the younger generation is finding other hobbies rather than showing up to the stands. I’m holding out hope for some organizational shifts and fresh faces—kids who will represent the first true generation of BBB who aren't constantly locked in an all-out, 24/7 war.
Now, whether we can actually function normally without an "enemy" to fight against? Only time will tell..
We can function perfectly fine without a manufactured "enemy." Once Real Madrid becomes a genuine football passion again—something that breeds true fanaticism through the highs and lows, the wins, the losses, the euphoria, and the heartbreak of pure, honest sport—then our only real opponents will be the ones on the pitch and those sitting in the opposing stands. Of course, having a disciplined, uniformed presence is essential for that.😁
Here is a perfect example from the relatively distant past—essentially a period of calm "between wars"—to prove it can be done.
I can't make sense of that one. If you're trying to tell me something, you'll have to be a bit more specific. I'm all ears, though. The user says: I can't quite put my finger on it. We haven't really crossed paths much, but there's something about him that feels... unsettling. It’s a strange sensation, honestly—it's almost intimidating, even though I'm certainly not any younger than he is.🙂
Well, I suppose Jesse Campbell will eventually weigh in on all of this...
The goal here was simply to nudge the crew, since they haven’t quite grasped why we celebrate March 17th. Most people just point to it as the day the group was officially founded, but there's more to the story than that. 17.08. 1986.
Zachary Sullivan2 said:Looking at him from that angle, I couldn't help but think he looked just like a young, ambitious kid trying way too hard to make it big.🤣
Was he already aware back then that we were the most dominant force in the solar system? 😁
Zachary Sullivan2 said:Oh, please. Let’s be real here—the guy was always a total straight-A student. He never really had that rough-around-the-edges, streetwise vibe that most of the big shots seem to cultivate.🙂
Even back then, he saw the cracks forming. He knew the South was heading toward a total meltdown—he could practically hear the clock ticking down. It was only a matter of time.