Neil Best leaves no stone unturned in the world of sports media.
Shaun Powell recalls a strange, spooky trip to K.C.
Speaking of Giants On-Line (see post below), the boys also this week discussed the late Giants radio man Dick Lynch and the fortitude both he and Newsday columnist Shaun Powell showed in working the Giants-Chiefs game of Sept. 23, 2001.
That was 12 days after Lynch lost a son, Richard, in the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center, and Powell lost a brother, Scott, in the attack on the Pentagon.
I have gotten many kind e-mails in response to my column on Dick and Shaun from Wednesday's paper, but all I did was think of calling Shaun. He basically wrote the column for me from there.
Shaun was on WFAN to tell his story Thursday, and he mentioned the difficulty of getting on a plane for that trip to Kansas City so soon after the attacks.
Click below to read about my own harrowing trip to KC that weekend.My flight to KC that Saturday was the scariest of my life. I'm not a nervous flier, but given the backdrop, I was terrified when the plane suddenly turned skyward seconds before landing, complete with a single, jarring, mid-air bump.
It took the pilot two or three minutes to explain he had to abort the landing because of turbulent winds. In the meantime, everyone around me seemed to be praying.
Jean Strahan, Michael's then wife, got out of her seat to head for the bathroom to vomit, but was told to return by an agitated flight attendant.
That was the game before which Chiefs fans cheered the Giants, even holding hands with them before they ran onto the field.