....And the Giants never were the same after that either. Neither was I. It's just like the "where were you when...." for Kennedy, Mt St Helens, etc.

It was a warm day in October, in the year of '89
It was baseball made to order with the series on the line
The afternoon commuters were moving around the bay
On the bridges and the freeways just an ordinary day

There were thousands at the ballpark
While millions watched the tube
California in it's glory on a perfect afternoon
When the buildings started swaying
The earth began to move
And like day to night from joy to fright
We tumbled

Hold on to me Father
Don't let me go
Old Mother Earth is on a mighty roll
The whole world is coming apart
From the bottom to the top
Can't catch my breath, I'm scared to death
...just hold me