A Good Life: The Joe Grushecky Story Page #5

if possible.

Jew, Gentile, black man, white:

we all want to help one another.

Human beings are like that.

We want to live by each other's happiness,

not by each other's misery.

We don't want to hate

and despise one another.

In this world

there's room for everyone,

and the good Earth is rich

and can provide for everyone.

The way of life can be free and beautiful.

But we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men's souls,

has barricaded

the world with hate.

It has goose-stepped us

into misery and bloodshed.

We have developed speed,

but we have shut ourselves in.

Machinery that gives abundance

has left us in want.

Our knowledge

has made us cynical,

our cleverness, hard and unkind.

We think too much and feel too little.

More than machinery,

we need humanity.

More than cleverness,

we need kindness and gentleness.

Without these qualities,

life will be violent,

and all will be lost.

Gus?

Hey, Gus, wake up.

Are you sure you don't want us

to take you home?

Hey, this is Andrew.

I'm not near my phone right now-

You've reached Darryl,

Dana, and Tommy, Jr.

You know what to do.

Hey, there.

How's it going?

Fine.

What are you doing?

You going to a party?

Where's the party?

What's going on?

It's New Year's Eve.

No, I'm just trying to get home.

Are you sure you're all right?

I could-

I could give you a ride.

Do you want a ride?

Is that what you're doing?

You're trying to call somebody

for a ride?

Who are you calling?

I don't know.

Let me give you a ride.

Come on.

It's better than calling people

who aren't home.

How about a little music?

Hey.

What's that?

You're kidding me.

You're kidding me.

That's just great.

Holy cow.

I'm just about to-

I know, I know.

Calm down.

Okay, okay, okay.

I'll meet you there.

We had to pay someone $300

to take a double shift

so we could have

the night free together.

Do you mind if we stop by

my apartment real fast?

You see, it worked out for us,

so we're gonna meet there.

And then we can give you

a ride home.

Yeah, okay.

That's fine.

The kiss that's waiting for you

Are you sure you

don't want to take off your coat?

No, I'm fine.

He should be here any minute.

You know, this is still

considered by many

to be the greatest night ever

in the history of show business.

It was the number one album

in 1960, won five-

five Grammys.

It was ranked number nine

for the entire '60s,

which is pretty unbelievable,

considering the decade

was ruled by rock and roll.

As of 1990,

It still ranked the 29th

best selling album of all time.

And it's never been out of print.

What is it?

Judy Garland live at Carnegie Hall.

Oh, Judy.

Judy, Judy, Judy.

She was-

she was dark.

Eight years old,

her mother had her singing

in shows with her sisters.

Gave her amphetamines

in the morning to pick her up,

downers in the evening

to put her to bed.

Her father was a homosexual,

would move the family around constantly,

because he'd hit on all the teenage boys

and get them run out of town.

Flash-forward to her second

marriage to Vincent Minnelli,

director of that movie.

She comes home one day

to find him in bed with another man,

runs into the bathroom

and tries to commit suicide.

Every little thing would set her off.

The drugs probably didn't help.

The electroshock therapy

probably didn't either.

She would fall in love with men,

telling them

that they were her soul mates

only to have affairs with her costars

and cheat on every man

she ever told she loved.

But there's something about her

that's just-

it's just magic.

And hold me close in your arms

all through the night

I know tomorrow morning

you will say good-bye and amen

We have a tied football game:

NSU 17, Tennessee 17.

And there are about 80,000 eyes

down on the sideline

looking at Frank Jones

for the key play

to come up here, and I think

this is really where he's gonna deliver.

He stands in the pocket,

steps up, fires down field.

Caught, Sean McNabb, at the 50.

And now R.J. Ventimigila

can be the hero for NSU.

This is a 48-yard field goal attempt.

Okay, we're set to go.

The snap, ball down, kick up.

Kick is on the way,

and it is-it is-oh!

And the game is over,

and NSU are the Fiesta Bowl champions.

Wow, NSU, you have

the best college football team

in the world right now.

And you also have

the best college football coach.

I got to tell you,

Frank Jones came through

with a perfect season

as he makes his way through the crowd

with all the congratulations.

Ladles and gentlemen,

you're looking at the guy,

the man of the hour.

Frank Jones and his NSU team

are now the college football champions

of the world.

Look at the fans.

They're going crazy.

They've been waiting

for this for a long time.

Yes, five long years in the making,

and this man delivered tonight

with a perfect season.

He certainly did.

The signs-

there they are.

Wow.

You got to be excited for Frank.

Definitely the man

of the moment.

What can you say?

It's been a great year, hasn't it?

There's his son, his wife,

and there's his daughter.

And that's his home team,

and they're proud.

The fans, the family,

they've all just certainly played

an integral part

of Frank's career here

and definitely for this entire season.

What a season.

Little did we know...

"Jason, the brain has enough oxygen

"to support full awareness

for 10 to 15 seconds

"after the heart is destroyed.

"Go for the head.

A lifetime full of pain,

who needs 10 to 15 seconds more?"

Now we have more reaction coming in,

John, from the capital city.

Let's go to Brian Blanford

in Lincoln.

He's at 14th and O Street

in downtown Lincoln.

Brian?

Now, this is the scene here

at 14th and O Streets,

a few blocks away

from where fans

broke into University Stadium

and tried, unsuccessfully,

to tear down the goal posts.

However, they were able to do

about $2,000 damage to the gates,

and some of the artificial turf was burned.

They call the hole left

by the passage of a bullet

through the body

a permanent cavity.

A permanent cavity

is what cops strive for

when shooting someone dangerous.

They say the best bullet for the job

when trying to incapacitate

someone dangerous

is the one that's bigger,

the one with the most velocity,

the one that creates

the largest permanent cavity,

the one that kills faster.

What I think what would be worse

is being hit by a smaller caliber bullet

over...

and over...

and over...

A lifetime full of pain.

Who needs 10 to 15 seconds more?

I hope everyone's here.

But it's not pain.

It's laughing with your friend

at a time when you shouldn't.

It's the sweat in your palms

wanting to know someone you see

and the pit in your stomach

when they actually see you.

It's being touched by hands

that aren't your own.

It's the thrill of an escape

that almost wasn't.

It's the embarrassment you feel

naked for the first time.

It's helping a friend

find something they lost.

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