Why did you choose Black and Orange?

Even though this is a personal post and not so much about football it was still a great read. Let me know when this bar opens and I’d love to come wearing Black and Orange :)

I was born and raised in Cincy. I married my high school sweetheart and he went into the Air Force when we were 18 and 19 years old. We have traveled/lived all over the U.S. and outside the country as well. I haven’t lived in Cincy since ( I live in TN now and my husband is retired), but I could never give up my Bengals. They were born in my heart.

Clinton, My Dad, who is 83 years old, was raised in an orphanage in Cincy too.

You keep that dream alive and maybe somebody can forward this message to Mike Brown so he can understand WTF the fans really feel about his fathers franchise. Because his father too, had a dream to have his team be successful.
Maybe he’ll see the light from your true patriotism and change for the better.
Nice job and keep going forward and don’t stop..

Oranges and blackened teefers.

I live in Cincinnati. I’m a guy that likes to go for local teams, for a few reasons:
1. Opportunities to go the games.
2. Being able to share love of the team with people I live with.
3. More opportunities to watch them on local TV.

I really hope you can get this bar open. Good luck to you and I hope that you can accomplish your goal. I’d love to be there on opening day for your bar, which sounds amazing.

you’ll realize as you get older, what’s important is what is what you offer in terms of ability, work ethic, and thinking outside the box – as opposed to some degree claiming 4 years of learning some subject you forgot. And time spent in the Army is not “lost”.

He lived in the Northern tip of his Kentucky all his life and had worked all around the Cincinnati area in a number of bars, Big Boys, and other fast food places before taking off down the river on the steamboats.

Years later, my friend suggested that I should do some more “manlier things.” I guess he included football in that. So last year, my dad one day asks “hey, let’s go watch the Bengals.” And I agreed. Now here I am, slowly learning the sports roots he grew up with.

I grew up in Cincy (Westend / Avondale in the 60’s). I joined the USMC in 69’ and retired in 89’, so haven’t lived there since then. I have loved the Bengals since they were formed, and will love them always. Clinton I will promise you when you open your bar, I will be there to show off my Black and Orange…

The official hangout of Cincy Jungle. :)

Oh, I like the sound of that.

There are two kinds of people in this world; those who do, and those who wish they did.

My grandfather was my hero too, lived off of Harrison Ave., and died on my birthday in 88. He was in the 9th Armored division in WWII and he was a mans man. There is not hardly a place in Cincinnati, or the greater Cincinnati area for that matter, that I haven’t lived at some point. No matter where I live, and I don’t live in Cincinnati anymore, I always come home to visit several times a year. I have watched the Bengals since I was old enough to watch T.V. about 1980. I remember meeting Kenny Anderson, Issac Curtis, and Anthony Munoz when I was a kid and was absolutely amazed. Anthony Munoz came to my football practice when I was a kid and signed my arm pad and I wore that pad until it fell apart. No matter how mad I get at Mike Brown and the coaching staff, I will always love this team.

If I ever get back to Cincy I’ll buy a drink (or three) at your bar. Good Luck!

I was born in southeastern Pennsylvania. My first memory of the NFL is watching one of the Cowboys/Steelers super bowls in the late 70s. I was used to my Dad watching western movies, so this game made perfect sense. The good guys wore white and had a star on their hat. The bad guys wore black and, if a bad pun will be tolerated, were ’steal’ers. The fact that the bad guys won kickstarted two things that would become core parts of who I am.. a love for football and the guilty pleasure of sometimes seeing the bad guys win. Later that year my older brother had to take a home ec class in school and as an assignment he made me a stuffed dolphin. When the next NFL season started up, I looked at the coaches for someone that had the same kind of mastery and respectability of the great Joe Paterno, and I found Don Shula. The dolphin, I must admit, played a part as well. I was a die-hard Dolphin fan until the early 90s when Shula was pushed out and that undeniable asshat Jimmy Johnson was brought in. As he ruined the last few years of Marino’s career and the Dolphins lost the last bits of what I loved about them, I decided it was time to move on.

Penn State had just lost a man I thought would be the next Hall of Fame NFL running back, KiJana Carter, to the Bengals. I’d always liked the Bengals uniforms and the Paul Brown legacy and the fact that they played the Steelers & Browns (who I inherently disliked for some forgotten reason) twice a year, so I decided from then on I’d be a Bengal fan. KiJana had injury after injury, and the coaching situation got worse and worse (including the great Don Shula’s own son, who was terrible), but I stuck with them. In the early 2000s I was daydreaming about what could finally bring the Bengals back and thought "Wouldn’t it be great if they got Marvin Lewis? No way they’d get him, but man that’d be awesome… " then a year or so later it happened. There’s been ups and downs since then, mostly ups compared to the 90s. It’s been especially hard going since 2005 as the talent level is at a 20-25 year high and yet they still usually fail to have solid o-line play or any kind of pass rush at all, but I’m sticking with them.

my dad and older brother liked the 49’ers so i picked the bengles during their first trip to the superbowl

and the legecy of spite lives on 30 years later