(06-14-2017, 11:10 AM)car91 Wrote: To kill the time before training camp and get away from the O line talk and how good this team is on paper, I thought I'd have some fun. Share your funny Bengals story. Here's mine.

I became a Bengals fan in 1979 at the age of six. I had just started playing football and as a bigger kid (that was short lived) I played offensive line. I was fascinated watching how Munoz dominated his opponents and I was hooked. I've seen good and bad, but I've stayed a fan for 38 years now.

Since I live in Virginia it is hard to go to a lot of games, but my wife and I make the trip once a year. We've been doing this for ten years. This year we went to the Browns game. We get good seats since we don't go very often. This year it was row 2 right on the goal line.

As halftime approaches, I figure I'll be smart and hit the bathroom before the rush. We head out and you all know what happens. As I'm waiting for my wife I get to watch the Hail Mary on a tv screen instead of right in front of me.

My wife apologizes, but all I can do is laugh and say " This sums up my life as a Bengals fan. Even when something good happens, l still lose in some way."

Sorry for the long post. Share your story if you'd like.

(06-14-2017, 11:10 AM)car91 Wrote: To kill the time before training camp and get away from the O line talk and how good this team is on paper, I thought I'd have some fun. Share your funny Bengals story. Here's mine.

I became a Bengals fan in 1979 at the age of six. I had just started playing football and as a bigger kid (that was short lived) I played offensive line. I was fascinated watching how Munoz dominated his opponents and I was hooked. I've seen good and bad, but I've stayed a fan for 38 years now.

Since I live in Virginia it is hard to go to a lot of games, but my wife and I make the trip once a year. We've been doing this for ten years. This year we went to the Browns game. We get good seats since we don't go very often. This year it was row 2 right on the goal line.

As halftime approaches, I figure I'll be smart and hit the bathroom before the rush. We head out and you all know what happens. As I'm waiting for my wife I get to watch the Hail Mary on a tv screen instead of right in front of me.

My wife apologizes, but all I can do is laugh and say " This sums up my life as a Bengals fan. Even when something good happens, l still lose in some way."

Sorry for the long post. Share your story if you'd like.

car91 Wrote:To kill the time before training camp and get away from the O line talk and how good this team is on paper, I thought I'd have some fun. Share your funny Bengals story. Here's mine.

I became a Bengals fan in 1979 at the age of six. I had just started playing football and as a bigger kid (that was short lived) I played offensive line. I was fascinated watching how Munoz dominated his opponents and I was hooked. I've seen good and bad, but I've stayed a fan for 38 years now.

Since I live in Virginia it is hard to go to a lot of games, but my wife and I make the trip once a year. We've been doing this for ten years. This year we went to the Browns game. We get good seats since we don't go very often. This year it was row 2 right on the goal line.

As halftime approaches, I figure I'll be smart and hit the bathroom before the rush. We head out and you all know what happens. As I'm waiting for my wife I get to watch the Hail Mary on a tv screen instead of right in front of me.

My wife apologizes, but all I can do is laugh and say " This sums up my life as a Bengals fan. Even when something good happens, l still lose in some way."

Sorry for the long post. Share your story if you'd like.

(06-16-2017, 07:26 AM)HarleyDog Wrote: In 2009 - I was at the Bengal-Steeler game in which I invited several customers too and spent a ton on tickets. There was a lot of beer intake. After the game was over, we were waiting for our chance to make it to the end of the row to the stairs. As the row below us filtered out, my drunk ass decided I was going to step over and down a seat and have easy access. Well, I lost my balance and somehow fell 3 rows down and landed on my ass. Serious ass punch by the arm of the seat I landed on. I bounced up like nothing happened (with many people looking at me). I was trying to walk to the stairs in a cool like fashion. However, the pain of the ass punch had me walking like a pirate with a wooden leg. Pain worked itself out by the time I made it to ground level, but my pride was still in the upper deck.

(06-16-2017, 08:57 AM)rezolve11 Wrote: I have been enjoying your posts lately, this is hilarious. I think we've all had a moment like that where we try to pretend nothing happened but you summed it up perfectly by saying your pride was still in the upper deck. 

(06-14-2017, 01:24 PM)grampahol Wrote: I don't really have any Bengals stories other than telling people I'm a Bengals fan in other cities. I was in a homeless shelter in Arlington TX the game when the Bengals beat the 8-0 Chiefs. Those fools swore that I didn't know anything about football. Heck,  they were all Cowboy fans so of course they knew all there was to know about football so all that week I just kept pissing against the wind and low and behold we won the game..I was even accused of fixing the game..AS IF I had that kind of power living in a shelter..
My all time favorite story is a Reds story..I was a little kid at the time. Mom and dad took my brother and me to a game and top of the 9th Reds were losing to the Dodgers 5-2 and the old folks wanted to beat the traffic and leave early, but my brother and me kept whining about staying to the bitter end. Johnny Bench came up with bases loaded and put the ball over the fence for the walk off win.. 50 years later I still won't let my dad forget that one..
The whole trip back to Dayton was a series of,  "Shut up about it. We know they won!" lol

(06-14-2017, 11:10 AM)car91 Wrote: As halftime approaches, I figure I'll be smart and hit the bathroom before the rush. We head out and you all know what happens. As I'm waiting for my wife I get to watch the Hail Mary on a tv screen instead of right in front of me.

(06-14-2017, 01:24 PM)grampahol Wrote: I don't really have any Bengals stories other than telling people I'm a Bengals fan in other cities. I was in a homeless shelter in Arlington TX the game when the Bengals beat the 8-0 Chiefs. Those fools swore that I didn't know anything about football. Heck,  they were all Cowboy fans so of course they knew all there was to know about football so all that week I just kept pissing against the wind and low and behold we won the game..I was even accused of fixing the game..AS IF I had that kind of power living in a shelter..
My all time favorite story is a Reds story..I was a little kid at the time. Mom and dad took my brother and me to a game and top of the 9th Reds were losing to the Dodgers 5-2 and the old folks wanted to beat the traffic and leave early, but my brother and me kept whining about staying to the bitter end. Johnny Bench came up with bases loaded and put the ball over the fence for the walk off win.. 50 years later I still won't let my dad forget that one..
The whole trip back to Dayton was a series of,  "Shut up about it. We know they won!" lol

(06-18-2017, 10:40 AM)SHRacerX Wrote: This is not BS and potenitally unbelievable, but I think I was at the same game and my Father did the same thing.  THE SAME GAME.  It had to have been around 1977?

My whole family thanks my dad for that one because they know why I will NEVER LEAVE A GAME EARLY.  

My funny story, or at least ironic one, is that I bought three Bengal's season's tickets the year I graduated college.  PSLs, that is, for the new stadium.  Before a car, house, etc.  I bought tickets.  My father bought one, at my urging, but I paid his PSL.  

I went to almost every game, but as my oldest started playing select soccer, I would give tickets to friends or family so I wouldn't miss her games if on a Sunday.  Sometimes, we just went a little late.

Regardless, during one of the Bengal suckfest seasons, I missed a game and gave the tickets to my wife's cousins.  They live in Springfield, and had never been to a game.  The two oldest boys (now in their 20s and married) went with their dads.  

What game was it?  

Corey Dillon breaking off the then NFL-record 286 yards against the Broncos.

I was actually pretty happy that those kids got to go.  They will forever be fans and I was happy that I got to give them an experience they never would forget.  

Kind of ironic, though.