I have several Gary stories also. One of which I recently shared with the guys at the Nor'easter, but without voice, it cannot be done in justice.All I remember is hearing a growling & rumbling that sounded like bitching & cussing coming from the nearby table at ASLOk whenever he was nearby. I didn't know he spoke English. Sounded kinda like my dog Max when he growls at people he doesn't like. RIP Gary
In no particular order.
I was setting up a defense at the Albany tournament. Gary would always take the time to play these scenarios and often did so several times. Well, this particular scenario required me to defend two areas of the map, widely spread apart. However, it also allowed me to ignore one if I wanted and just put all my defenses into one.
Gary comes by. Looks at the board. "F&&&ing Nogueira. I played this with a bunch of guys and nobody pulls this but you." He then chuckled and gave me a good natured light slap on the cheek right out of Goodfella's. I laughed till I cried.
Gary had his own name for me.......S.O.B., which he used so often, an unwitting player on GS wondered aloud if it was initials for a proper name.
Finally, the most hilarious of all, which is much better with voice. Gary and I started playing each other in VASL's infancy and played each other frequently. In those days, you did not have voice, you had to type everything out. Gary, like myself, was a type 1 diabetic using insulin. I began to notice that his replies were getting more and more inconsistent and made no sense. I called to check on him and he said "Yeah, my sugar is low", but he didn't sound good. I found the emergency number for his area and having his address, sent an ambulance to his house to check on him. As they were pulling away from Gary's house with Gary all fixed up now, his wife pulls up.
The next week I call Gary and we are talking. In the background his wife yells, with a flawless NY accent, "Hey Curl, thank you for saving Trezza's *ss!" Gary and I both broke up laughing. I will take that memory of Gary, and many more like it, to the grave. He was a good man and a good friend. I miss him terribly.