My favorite Patrick Swayze movie was not Ghost (gag, chick flick of chick flicks), or Dirty Dancing (I love to bump and grind, but please), its not even Donnie Darko (which I love, but Swayze only played a bit part), it is in fact Youngblood. Youngblood, why, you might ask? It is a movie about hockey, and when I was 13, the world revolved around hockey. But that is not it, nope, it is was the boobs. Youngblood was the first movie I watched that had boobs in it (followed soon after by An Officer and Gentleman, Terminator, then Porky's). They were Cynthia Gibb's boobs to be exact. I will forever have a crush on Cynthia Gibb, God love her.
So there how is that for a eulogy? Oh right Point Break was pretty friggin cool movie too. But no offense, Point Break to was all about Gary Busey and Anthony Kiedis for me. Ye gods, I am not good at this eulogizing thing. Rest well Mr. Swayze, you deserve it.