Post by stonedinvestor on Oct 30, 2019 8:00:24 GMT -5
Danny Dimes was in a tough position now. He had travelled all the way to Detroit to take over there and had been met by (of all things) a trick play. As if it wasn't bad enough to brave bullets and to lose most members of his hunting party on a Detroit foray, now Danny had to go home defeated and face the ghost of Giants stadium. Word had reached Danny long ago about another gunslinger, Silly Sam. Sam gad come to to the East coast from the West not always the easiest of transitions. He had lived a pampered lifestyle and enjoyed staying home at nights and quietly making out with his puffer fish. When that fish transmuted an illness to Silly Sam he was thinking how am I the only cowboy to get puffer fish lips? Then Silly Sam had a hard time performing in Giants Stadium and after a difficult defeat he fell asleep to awaken and find his big toe missing. It had been cut off by a mysterious force. Silly Sam lost it; he started seeing ghosts, not just any ghost though it was - El Muerto- The Headless Horseman.
Most of you are familiar with the Sleepy Hollow version and that dude is scary for sure. I've seen him up along the Saw Mill River parkway but the particular entity haunting Giants stadium comes from Texas. His name is Vidal. Back in 1850 Vidal was a cattle rustler all over South Texas he took what wasn't his. One day he took the wrong guys prized mustangs-- A Texas Ranger named Creed. Well ole' Creed had a Ranger friend named Bigfoot Wallace. Both Wallace and Creed were as skilled as any Comanche when tracking and they shortly found the trail of Vidal and his henchmen. In an instant Vidal and his crew were wiped out. Texas Ranger style. Justice was swifter back then. Now it was time to send a message. The Rangers had tried all types of brutal justice including stringing rustlers and thieves up in trees and left hanging, shooting them and chopping them to pieces, leaving their bodies for animal bait. But nothing had worked to stop the outlaws.
Creed same up with an interesting idea: why not cut Vidal's head off and then lash his headless body to a wild mustang.
Nice! They lashed Vidal firmly into a saddle and indeed this made for a fearful sight. Anyone would get the message of what happens when you cross the Texas Rangers. Big Foot then took things a stage further as was his want, he attached Vidal’s head and sombrero to the saddle with a long strip of rawhide. He then turned the bucking horse loose to wander the Texas hills. Done!
Soon, stories began to abound about the headless rider seen usually in remote country, with its sombreroed head swinging back and forth to the rhythm of horse’s gallop. Many people saw it. Because It was real.
As time went on, more and more cowboys spotted the dark horse with its fearsome cargo and not knowing what it was they riddled it with bullets. Like shooting a sign. That should of been the end of it... But the horse would absorb the bullets and would not die!
The horse and its rider rode on and the legend of El Muerto, the headless one, began. Soon, the South Texas brush country became a place to avoid as El Muerto was credited with all kinds of evil and misfortune. Here is the amazing part-- The horse was actually caught. A posse of local ranchers captured the wild pony at a watering hole near the tiny community of Ben Bolt just south of Alice, Texas. Still strapped firmly on its back was the dried-up corpse of Vidal, now riddled by scores of bullet holes and Indian arrows. The body was buried in an unmarked grave near Ben Bolt, and the horse somehow still alive was let go. That might of been mistake.
Then the sightings came fast and furious. Many soldiers reported seeing the speeding horse still alive and somehow still with the body on his back. Were they seeing things how could this be? That body was buried...
In 1917, a couple traveling by covered wagon to San Diego, Texas camped for the night outside of town. They would report the next day that as they sat by the campfire a large gray stallion sped by with a headless man shouting “It is mine. It is all mine.”
It was that frightful phrase that Silly Sam heard on the field in Giants stadium when he began ' seeing ghosts ' not just any ghosts but El Muerto... The Headless One had stolen Sam's talent and gotten into his head. Taken his toenail and convinced him to make out with a puffer fish. Who would his next victim be?... Dak or Danny? The choice is his not ours and Monday night we shall see which sharp shooter feels the wrath of El Muerto. Happy Halloween !~stoney
NY GIANTS 29
DALLAS 27
Most of you are familiar with the Sleepy Hollow version and that dude is scary for sure. I've seen him up along the Saw Mill River parkway but the particular entity haunting Giants stadium comes from Texas. His name is Vidal. Back in 1850 Vidal was a cattle rustler all over South Texas he took what wasn't his. One day he took the wrong guys prized mustangs-- A Texas Ranger named Creed. Well ole' Creed had a Ranger friend named Bigfoot Wallace. Both Wallace and Creed were as skilled as any Comanche when tracking and they shortly found the trail of Vidal and his henchmen. In an instant Vidal and his crew were wiped out. Texas Ranger style. Justice was swifter back then. Now it was time to send a message. The Rangers had tried all types of brutal justice including stringing rustlers and thieves up in trees and left hanging, shooting them and chopping them to pieces, leaving their bodies for animal bait. But nothing had worked to stop the outlaws.
Creed same up with an interesting idea: why not cut Vidal's head off and then lash his headless body to a wild mustang.
Nice! They lashed Vidal firmly into a saddle and indeed this made for a fearful sight. Anyone would get the message of what happens when you cross the Texas Rangers. Big Foot then took things a stage further as was his want, he attached Vidal’s head and sombrero to the saddle with a long strip of rawhide. He then turned the bucking horse loose to wander the Texas hills. Done!
Soon, stories began to abound about the headless rider seen usually in remote country, with its sombreroed head swinging back and forth to the rhythm of horse’s gallop. Many people saw it. Because It was real.
As time went on, more and more cowboys spotted the dark horse with its fearsome cargo and not knowing what it was they riddled it with bullets. Like shooting a sign. That should of been the end of it... But the horse would absorb the bullets and would not die!
The horse and its rider rode on and the legend of El Muerto, the headless one, began. Soon, the South Texas brush country became a place to avoid as El Muerto was credited with all kinds of evil and misfortune. Here is the amazing part-- The horse was actually caught. A posse of local ranchers captured the wild pony at a watering hole near the tiny community of Ben Bolt just south of Alice, Texas. Still strapped firmly on its back was the dried-up corpse of Vidal, now riddled by scores of bullet holes and Indian arrows. The body was buried in an unmarked grave near Ben Bolt, and the horse somehow still alive was let go. That might of been mistake.
Then the sightings came fast and furious. Many soldiers reported seeing the speeding horse still alive and somehow still with the body on his back. Were they seeing things how could this be? That body was buried...
In 1917, a couple traveling by covered wagon to San Diego, Texas camped for the night outside of town. They would report the next day that as they sat by the campfire a large gray stallion sped by with a headless man shouting “It is mine. It is all mine.”
It was that frightful phrase that Silly Sam heard on the field in Giants stadium when he began ' seeing ghosts ' not just any ghosts but El Muerto... The Headless One had stolen Sam's talent and gotten into his head. Taken his toenail and convinced him to make out with a puffer fish. Who would his next victim be?... Dak or Danny? The choice is his not ours and Monday night we shall see which sharp shooter feels the wrath of El Muerto. Happy Halloween !~stoney
NY GIANTS 29
DALLAS 27