Defeated. Deflated. Denied.
We walked 12 miles, rode seven subways, took two cab rides and hopped a crosstown bus. We saw the world’s craziest bird, snuck into a cemetery, ate mouthwatering pork sandwiches, befriended two bachelorette groups, almost crashed a Simchat Torah party, and ran like hell from the world’s weirdest diner. We hit most major landmarks featured in the film, including Pelham Bay Park, Woodlawn Cemetery, Central Park and Union Square subway station. But alas, we never made it to Coney Island.
It was 3AM. At that hour, Bay Ridge, Brooklyn is a mysterious place. Especially when you’ve been walking and drinking for 15+ hours. We looked for a sign to keep our mission alive, but found nothing more than a freaky woman screaming and crying about food. The streets were empty, we had nowhere to go, and one of us was severely limping. It was time to go home.
As you’ll see in these pictures, an air of sadness ran through us. We really thought The Warriors 2009 would succeed in matching the original gang’s journey. While the day was a massive success in some ways, our mission isn’t complete. We’ll be back next year. The death of Cyrus shall be avenged. The Warriors shall overcome.
