Evel Knievel, R.I.P.

[photo from Wikipedia]

We all knew this day would come, but heck I thought things were actually looking up for old Evel Knievel, what with his recent settlement with Kanye West and all.

But nothing lasts forever, and it’s with a heavy heart we say farewell to one of the last great stupid daring large-living no-apologizing Americans.

He successfully jumped 50 stacked cars at the L.A. Coliseum in November of ’73, but he was a citizen of the whole goddamned world.

5 thoughts on “Evel Knievel, R.I.P.”

  1. Many a skinned knee and elbow I can blame on trying to imitate his awesomeness when I was a kid.

    Theres a special place in heaven for anyone who wears a cape that cool.

  2. I didn’t have many heroes growing up, but he was one. A genuine balls-to-the-wall badass. King of them all.

  3. That guy was my hero too, all balls, no common sense and a ton of brains to put together some pretty awesome feats.

    I gave up after a jump gone wrong and dislocated my shoulder. My brother treid the same jump with his bike, similar roll over ‘cept he shoved the kickstand into his calf.

    Sigh…they just don’t make daredevils like that for kids to worship anymore. Thank god as we’d all be accused of child abuse and spending hours in front of social services.

  4. Like many others, I have great memories of watching an American dare devil attempt (not always successfully) amazing stunts when I was a kid in the 70s. I had the action figures, and when I was on my bicycle jumping off those ramps in the street in front of my house, I was emulating the guy we all wanted to be.

    RIP, Mr. Knievel. In my mind, I can see you landing an incredible jump over the Pearly Gates (and several buses, cars, and a fountain.)

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