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By now you’ve probably heard all the trending twitter rumors and unfortunately they are true.
Jackass star Ryan Dunn has passed away.
Dunn, who passed away early Monday morning when his vehicle ran the road outside his stomping grounds of West Chester, will always be remembered for his hilarious antics with life long friend Bam Margera as part of MTV Jackass franchise
But to those who knew Dunn best, he was more than just the ‘jackass’ we’ve all grown to love.
Dunn was original to say the least. From his Grizzly Adams beard to his plethora of tattoos, Dunn knew how to be different and that’s what made him so likable. Yet what made him unique was his love for his family and friends.
You couldn’t find a more genuine guy who just wanted to enjoy life with the people he cared about.
I had the pleasure of working on several movies with Dunn. The first time I met him a few years back I thought wow, this guy is the living breathing Lebowski. He was The Dude. Yet the thing that struck me the most about him wasn’t his hilarious comedic timing, that was more of a side-stitch, it was his professionalism towards everyone.
Believe it or not Dunn took acting very
seriously. As popular as the Jackass franchise made the 34-year old, his on-screen shenanigans could never prepare you for the genuine guy he really was towards everyone.
The last time I really had a chance to really talk with him was last October 7th. I distinctly remember the date because Dunn, an avid Philadelphia sports fan, was beside himself that he missed Roy Halladay throw his infamous no-hitter against the Cincinnati Reds during his first ever career postseason start.
Dunn missed the game because he flying from his Los Angeles Jackass 3-D premier to re-shoot several scenes as a pickle loving degenerate health inspector in the Philadelphia based comedy Booted. Exhausted and unshowered, which he bragged about with several headlocks, Dunn filmed late into the evening d
evouring dill pickles and Yuenglings with Eagles fullback Owen Schmitt and the rest of the cast and crew on a house boat on the Delaware River.
There would be other games and Dunn, dedicated to the craft of acting, came prepared and nailed his scene as he usually did despite various distractions.
At the end of that nights shoot
pite all the questions about his new box office hit and taking countless photos with the cast and crew, all he could talk about was how glad he was to be back home with his wife and friends.
That’s the guy he was, too cool for cool. He never let his fame or popularity get to his head, which was usually bandaged. He was the kind of guy that stuck to his Philly roots and they were deep. Despite his short-lived life he lived it to the fullest.
I received countless texts about the pass
ing of Ryan Dunn including Schmitt, who sent me a photo of all of us eating pickles together which couldn’t keep me from laughing.
I only knew Dunn for a brief time but I’m proud to say he was a frie
nd. It’s a shame he never had the chance to show his true acting talents. Some of his last works include the the comedy Living Will, while taking a more serious role in festival bound Close-Up. Still, no one could make people laugh like Dunn and that was enough.
The news of his death is devastating but in a weird sense I envy him.
Sure he found fame and success but most importantly he found laughs, he found friends and he found love. It seems that only the good do die young.
The Flyers couldn’t maintain early momentum as they drop a memorial Game 2 to Boston. Matthew Nadu and Shay Roddy of High Hopes I Philly Sports have the report.
Echoes of “U-S-A!” chants were still ringing throughout the Wells Fargo Center long after the Philadelphia Flyers starting line-up was announced.
Long after Philadelphia police and firefighters were honored and long after the heavenly voice of Lauren Hart sang God Bless America sending shock waves up every single spine in the arena.
The chants that rose above the never ending sea of orange and American flags lasted just long enough for the James van Riemsdyk show to begin.
Behind the fans the Flyers struck early in a redemption Game 2 of the Eastern Conference Semifinals, just 29 seconds into the first period on JVR’s sixth goal of the playoffs after a 7-3 blowout to the Boston Bruins in Game 1.
On the day when most of America found out that terrorist mastermind Osama bin Laden had terminated by United States Armed Forces, the nation wasn’t soon to forget a decade of anguish and despair.
JVR let Flyer nation know early he hadn’t forgotten those events either, or the beating the Boston put on Philadelphia in Game 1, 9:02 later when he netted his second goal of the evening.
The crowd went into a frenzy that lasted the rest of the night.
“Obviously being an American and playing in a city like Philadelphia , one of the most prominent American cities is pretty cool and the fans were unbelievable,” said JVR after the game.
As the game proceed and with each shot on goal, JVR displayed a confidence only matched by the unity of our own country.
Perhaps it was the momentum of the game. Perhaps it was the “U-S-A!” chants that exploded from every mouth as videos of veterans and scenes from New York City during 9/11 flashed on the big screen giving fans more than just hockey to cheer about. Perhaps it was his last professional hockey game as a 21-year old kid.
Or perhaps it was just the heat of the moment.
Either way Philadelphia fans have been in the right place at the right time over the past two evenings.
Starting with the Phillies-Mets game Sunday straight into Monday nights showdown, Philadelphia has seemingly reversed it’s ruffian reputation, at least for the time being.
Yet for the second straight night Philadelphia found itself on the losing ended of an extended game as the Flyers fell in over time 3-2.
Despite falling 2-0 in the series to Boston, Philadelphians left the arena with a sense of pride.
Call it patriotism, call it jubilation, call it revenge, call it whatever you’d like but unless you witnessed Philadelphia pride first hand there’s no true way to put the past two evenings into words.
“Yeah it was great,” said Claude Giroux who assisted JVR’s first goal. “I had some goose bumps and it got me going a little bit.”
This phenomenon isn’t just happening in the City of Brotherly Love, it’s spreading throughout country.
The nation has united in ways we almost forgot how to during nearly a decade of frustration that began on that fateful September morning in 2001. Since then, the United States of America has declared war on all terrorist threats.
And the Flyers have declared war on the Bruins.
Yet beating Boston goaltender Tim Thomas seems as impossible for the Flyers to beat as it was for our troops to find bin Laden amongst the vast desert. Thomas has never lost to the Flyers in Philadelphia going a perfect 6-0 in the regular season and 2-0 in the playoffs.
Philadelphia attacked relentlessly, launching a new home franchise record 22 shots in the third period. Still Thomas remained resilient.
That didn’t seem to phase the Flyers Monday night as “U-S-A!” chants gave way to “Let’s go Flyers!” before the arena began to boom “J-V-R!” “J-V-R!” every time No. 21’s line hit the ice.
“[The fans] are so passionate about our country and our sports and to hear that it was pretty special,” said JVR.
Overnight the home team watched van Riemsdyk become a man on the greatest of stages on the greatest of days.
“It was really awesome to watch him play like that,” said Flyers coach Peter Laviolette. “It was such a good night for him. It makes you anxious to see his future unfold. Tonight he was an impact player. I thought it was the most dominating performances that I have seen from a player.”
“He’s our best player right now,” added Giroux. “He has a lot of energy and a lot of confidence. I think we just need to follow him.”
The Bruins would tie the game 2-2 and as OT kicked off with the toll of the Liberty Bell to AC/DC’s Hell’s Bells it seemed evident this night was destined to be in Philadelphia’s favor. However, Thomas saved 52 total shots and the Bruins emerged victorious once again on the road against JVR and Philadelphia. Sometimes the script doesn’t go the way you plan. Just asked Boston who let a 3-0 Conference final series lead slip to the Flyers last season.
Game 2 was more than just another hockey game in Philadelphia. It was bigger than anything any of us can explain or perhaps ever witness again. For three hours we were united as a team, as a city and as countrymen.
“You know certainly tonight was awesome,” said a humble Laviolette. “The fans, the way they got going, and you know I just listened to the way God Bless America played out to the fans, and the events of the last couple days; just being a part of a sporting event that you can rally around like that is a special night.”<div class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 650px"