I’m a McGibney, and there aren’t very many of us. I’m wondering if it was my Dad’s uncle Doug, I believe he was one of the few that didn’t live in the North End at that point.
It would make sense, as my whole family has that kind of passion for the Bombers.
Getting to watch that game with my Dad was one of the greatest moments of my life. Number one, If not for marrying my wife and my daughters being born.
Every aspect of Zach being here reminds me of my Dad and uncles’ stories about Clements.
I went to my first game in 1993 at the age of 6, so I missed that whole era.