Classic 80s/90s Sports Posters, Vol. IV: The Icons

When we first launched this series about a month ago, the vision was to honor those posters from our youth that were so awful that they were great. The images that made you cringe at their cheesiness factor, while simultaneously compellling you to stand up and applaud…and then go hunt for any remaining copies on eBay. That spirit will continue to guide future editions of this series. Today, though, we remember two icons.

In the midst of all the great and ridiculous submissions we’ve received, even those who clearly recognized the spirit of this series couldn’t help but mention two REAL classics time and again. To say they were symbolic of an era would probably not be overstating too much. As a new member of the 30-something crowd, these images are instantly recognizable to any of us who loved sports, embraced popular culture and fun-taked anything to our bedroom walls.

I could probably utter the words “wings” and “Bo” without even having to show the pictures below. But we will, because they are classic. And by classic…we mean enduring…cool no matter what decade you’re in…timeless…and, like, totally awesome! (in sing-songy 90s valley-girl voice)

Here’s to Bo and MJ…and re-living our youth for a moment (or at least mine). Now, go scrape that blue glue sh*t off the walls!

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Click below to view prior editions of the Classic 80s-90s Sports Poster Series. We’ll be back next Friday with another installment. As always, keep the entries coming to legendofcecilioguante@gmail.com. Give us your name, along with a brief write-up about the image and any blog/site you’d like us to plug (and keep it relatively clean, y’all).

Volume I: The Reign Man

Volume II: Chicago Vice

Volume III: Air Raid

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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.

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