I read the news today oh boy.About Marc Weinstein
, an amateur photographer who snuck into into Snea Stadium in 1965 and managed to snag the best photos of a relatively unknown band called The Beatles, who were closing for Cannibal & the Headhunters.
Max just sold some previously unseen pictures for $45,000. Now all the buyer has is a photograph and I realize Shea's not coming back anymore.
Full story here:
In 1965, amateur photographer Marc Weinstein used a fake press pass to get police to escort him stage-side at the historic Beatles concert in Shea Stadium. Now, almost 50 years later, he has sold all 61 of the images he captured there for a whopping £30,000 (or about $45,500). The story involves a little bit of bravery, a little bit of trickery, and a lot of luck.
The Beatles' 1965 concert at Shea Stadium would go down in history as the biggest concert the band would ever play. Taking place at the height of their fame, McCartney, Lenon, Star and Harrison played for a then record-breaking crowd of over 55,000 people that day. One of those people was Marc Weinstein and his fake press pass. He tells Examiner.com,
"I just blended with everybody there. I had a method of operation; I just acted like I belonged. Anybody in authority, I would look the other way."
The method seemed to work for him, because he was ultimately able to trick police men into escorting him right to the front of the stage. That's where, as luck would have it, the only other photographer present happen to run out of film, which is probably why the photos sold a few days ago through Omega Auctions for about £10,000 more than anticipated.
The winner of the auction was Paul Fairweatherm, a "huge collector of Beatles memorabilia" who currently resides in Washington with 61 new black and white photos of his favorite band and about 45,500 fewer dollars to his name.
So Kingman took a few months off to make some career changes, fight a hurricane and such. I promised I would start writing again when there was some positive Met news to dish.
So I waited.
And I waited.
Then I woke up today and saw Johan all over the news
. Great, this can only be good news right? Right?
And so it goes.
First Johan pitched a no-hitter. Now we have no-pitcher. His Met career...possibly is entire career, is over. He will forever be remembered for his nine innings of glory in 2012. But for Kingman, he will be cherished for the penultimate game of the 2008 season, when he held off the Marlins and brought the Mets into a wild-card tie and a final Shea Showdown. For a moment, our beautiful old relic of a ballpark had a stay of execution, thanks to Governor Santana's call to glory.
But like all things Mets, our dreams were torn, just like Johan's shoulder this morning is a ripped mass of muscle, headed for the surgeon's scalpel.
Thanks for the memories.