It’s amazing that there weren’t wrecks and fatalities all of the time coming back from The Landing, Doug’s, and The Club.I admire the respect for The Landing but it won't ever be the same, shot many a game of pool out there and had the ladies getting me plastic cup fulls of beer on ladies night. Looking forward to it though.
Edit: When we would leave we always sat at the entrance to the parking lot arguing about which way we wanted to go back to Starkville, Old West Point Rd, 182, Old 82, or back down to Artesia Rd. It was always a gamble where the roadblocks would be and I wouldn't have my first cell phone for another 5 or 6 years (1988ish) to call anybody that had already left to let me know
A portion of the profits will go to NIL if everything works out.That’s awesome. Hope it works out.
Absolutely... while the building itself was no architectural masterpiece, the memories made within were core college experiences. Hope new generations of Bulldogs make some for themselves under the same name.That’s awesome. Hope it works out.
I started at State in 95. There was a fight in the Landing parking lot that they sang songs and told legends of. Was that the one?Memorabilia?... I might still have some gravel in my knee from that parking lot dust up with the Pikes back in '92.
Otherwise, unless they're going to bring back $1.50 longnecks I don't think there was much to remember.
The 95 fight was where a guy was cut badly twice across the chest. Cheerleader if my memory is correct about any of this.I started at State in 95. There was a fight in the Landing parking lot that they sang songs and told legends of. Was that the one?
Gotta get Pickle to work the door....
That sounds familiarThe 95 fight was where a guy was cut badly twice across the chest. Cheerleader if my memory is correct about any of this.
Memorabilia?... I might still have some gravel in my knee from that parking lot dust up with the Pikes back in '92.
Otherwise, unless they're going to bring back $1.50 longnecks I don't think there was much to remember.
That and smoking. It ain’t the landing without a layer of smoke.Memorabilia?... I might still have some gravel in my knee from that parking lot dust up with the Pikes back in '92.
Otherwise, unless they're going to bring back $1.50 longnecks I don't think there was much to remember.
Supposedly there was a few bad wrecks in the 60s and 70s on old 82. That is why 82 was 4 laned between Columbus and Starkville many years before any other highways near there.It’s amazing that there weren’t wrecks and fatalities all of the time coming back from The Landing, Doug’s, and The Club.
But damn there was some great nights at those places - and even some great afternoons at The Landing.
That's a name I hadn't thought of in years. Seems like we had a thread on here one time when he passed awayGotta get Pickle to work the door....
I had a Thrs nt Commercial Law class one semester, what a dumb decision. I sat in that class on the top floor of McCool every Thrs nt 7-9:00 wondering what kind of fun everybody was having out there while I sat in a law class, didn't learn a damned thing. Always took a few shots from a pint bottle to catch up with all my friends. Most other Thursday nights we'd go to Mexican Kitchen in Columbus (it's still there and open) first and eat a "large plate" to help hold down the liquid calories coming laterCan't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red
Can't find a better man"
I think that played late every Thursday night for my freshman year.
It was a cold January night and a cowboy (hat, boots, cup and accent ) in a convertable mustang
Sadly, it was more than a few wrecks and fatalities. MUW ( MSCW back then ) girls and all of the nightclubs were in Columbus / Lowndes Country. If memory serves me correctly, there we 18 students killed between Columbus and Starkville one year in the 1960’s and that’s when they decided to 4 lane highway 82. One of the students killed that year was a starting defensive back at State named Emil Petro. Just a little tid bit that you other old timers might remember. There were lots of clubs and The Southernaire, which eventually became the Club was My favorite along with the Silver Spur on Old Macon Road.Supposedly there was a few bad wrecks in the 60s and 70s on old 82. That is why 82 was 4 laned between Columbus and Starkville many years before any other highways near there.
Emil petro is alive and well living in TupeloSadly, it was more than a few wrecks and fatalities. MUW ( MSCW back then ) girls and all of the nightclubs were in Columbus / Lowndes Country. If memory serves me correctly, there we 18 students killed between Columbus and Starkville one year in the 1960’s and that’s when they decided to 4 lane highway 82. One of the students killed that year was a starting defensive back at State named Emil Petro. Just a little tid bit that you other old timers might remember. There were lots of clubs and The Southernaire, which eventually became the Club was My favorite along with the Silver Spur on Old Macon Road.
You must have meant Michael Petro RIP 1971Emil petro is alive and well living in Tupelo
I frequented The Club, infrequently. It was much more about loud music and dancing than The Landing. Back in early to mid 80's you could go there on a Thrs nt and see many of the football team lined up along the wall getting hammered. They'd stay there and get tanked up and then go board a plane on Friday for wherever they played that weekend or sleep in on Friday a.m. if it was a home game and try to sleep it off. You can still order one of these classic "The Club" shirts :Sadly, it was more than a few wrecks and fatalities. MUW ( MSCW back then ) girls and all of the nightclubs were in Columbus / Lowndes Country. If memory serves me correctly, there we 18 students killed between Columbus and Starkville one year in the 1960’s and that’s when they decided to 4 lane highway 82. One of the students killed that year was a starting defensive back at State named Emil Petro. Just a little tid bit that you other old timers might remember. There were lots of clubs and The Southernaire, which eventually became the Club was My favorite along with the Silver Spur on Old Macon Road.
The perfect day: John's Texaco --> Tibbee Bridge --> The Landing --> Doug's --> Mack's Supper Club.It’s amazing that there weren’t wrecks and fatalities all of the time coming back from The Landing, Doug’s, and The Club.
But damn there was some great nights at those places - and even some great afternoons at The Landing.
That has to be Big Bob in that picture - one of bartenders at The Club back in the 80’sI frequented The Club, infrequently. It was much more about loud music and dancing than The Landing. Back in early to mid 80's you could go there on a Thrs nt and see many of the football team lined up along the wall getting hammered. They'd stay there and get tanked up and then go board a plane on Friday for wherever they played that weekend or sleep in on Friday a.m. if it was a home game and try to sleep it off. You can still order one of these classic "The Club" shirts :
The Club tshirt and cap
My apologies. I thought it was him that got killed. I was one of our other defensive backs then. I guess that the correct name escapes me. Old age memory must be getting the best of me today.Emil petro is alive and well living in Tupelo
Must have been. Old age memory through me a curve ball on this one.You must have meant Michael Petro RIP 1971
I met Jack Cristil in Len Lews one night in the mid 1970’s. He was on his way to call a basketball game. Sat next to me at the bar and had a cheeseburger and a coke. We had a great conversation and I was in total awe.Never made it past the crossroads and more specifically Len Lews through the mid to late 70"s. Still 2 lanes then and that was enough driving for me to get a beer (or 2).