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FIRST CHUMP TOLD: GREEN STREET GRILL (THE OLD ONE)

Posted on November 14, 2011 by CRAIG TERLINO Email

CRAIG TERLINO

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I was living in Brockton, Mass, city of champions, whores, and switchblades, when I first met former hot-shot Dig editor Joe Keohane. He invited me into Cambridge, along with a couple of sweaty friends, to get loaded on whiskey while watching Boston’s most house-rocking roots band, Tarbox Ramblers. At one point some fat-back chump from the ‘burbs tried to muscle us out of our seats. I ill-advisedly reached in the pocket of my coat, presented a switchblade, and jammed it into the table, “The seats are ours” I imprudently commanded.

The chump let out a beer fart and dispersed without taking issue.

I ended up taking residence in the city a few months later, embarking on a hellish journey through the back alleys of journalism to the confines of a long distance romance, only to find myself in the middle of Amsterdam, heart-broken, with a blade firmly pressed to my throat. From then on, I lost interest in knives.

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4 Responses to FIRST CHUMP TOLD: GREEN STREET GRILL (THE OLD ONE)

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  2. Joyce McLeavy Terlino says:
    November 17, 2011 at 1:21 pm

    I didn’t know about the switchblade but I did get the call from Amsterdam!

  3. Craig Terlino says:
    November 17, 2011 at 4:19 pm

    yes. Jeff got one too and put the whole experience in perspective. “Stop smoking marijuana and walking the streets by yourself”.

  4. Joyce McLeavy Terlino says:
    November 17, 2011 at 6:45 pm

    hmmm….and how long did it take for Jeff’s advice to register????