Remembering Ryan Davis, 1979 - 2013

can someone also get a ribbon on mine? i can't do much of anything photoshop.

god this news is tragic.

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You're an asshole for using this thread as an avenue to make assumptions (oh there are a lot of fat GiantBomb fans, are you serious?). Why bother saying it? You want to worry about your own mortality? Go right ahead, it's a wake up call for everyone, but don't make blatantly stupid statements and then whine when people call you out on it.

What he said shouldn't matter to you. Especially since you are in the Ryan Davis memorial thread. You should have some consideration. You are both assholes.
 
I already posted in the other thread but feel I should post here too.

I read the news when I was at work. As I was driving home, I was blasting summer jams in his memory.

He was the reason I started watching Giantbomb and I'll be forever grateful for all the joy he helped bring into my life.
 
I never met Ryan and never talked to him, yet I legitimately feel like I lost a real friend. I've been listening him shout 'Hey everybody its Tueeeessday!', read his proclamations of #SummerJam, wondered at his interest in 80's electronics, and laughed every step of the way for years. This guy who I've never met has touched me more than most people that I HAVE met. For some stranger on the internet to feel this way about him has to mean that he was an incredible guy. My Condolences to his family, friends, wife and everyone else that will miss him as much as I will.

Goodbye Ryan Davis & thank you for the laughs.
 
I've been trying to write this post all day. It may go on a tangent, so people may think this isn't the place. I'm sorry in advance.

I feel horrible. Of course. Everyone is, I'm 43 years old and I've lost many friends. Even internet friends. Sure internet friends aren't "real" but the emotions we feel are. I have taken some deaths of internet friends hard. I first experience this pre-internet when I ran a local multi-line BBS with door games. The most popular game was Scrabble. I even held local get togethers with real scrabble boards. It got insane. The best player was the 73 year old retired man. We got to be fairly close in real life as well. One day I got home from work and saw he had been logged on to the BBS play Scrabble for 14 hours. He passed away playing on my computer. That hit me hard but for some reason, Ryan Davis' passing is hitting me harder and it is making me feel weird.

As some of you may know, I've been battling heart disease for the past few years.Last year I had a heart attack and was rushed in to have several cardiac artery stents installed.When I woke in recovery, I asked for my ipod and drifted in and out of sleep for the next 16 hours listening to the Giant Bombcast. Ryan Davis' upbeat attitude help me to get past a scary moment in my life. It was like he, and the rest of crew, were reassuring me. Everything was going to be all right. We are still going to be here talking about stuff you love.

I know speculating on Ryan's death is against the rules, Talking about just my case, I was a lot like Ryan before my heart attack. I was morbidly overweight, got out of breath easily, sweat all the time, and while I didn't use a CPAP machine to sleep at night, my doctors were concerned that I should have a sleep study done. After my heart attack, I lost close to 100 pounds, got fit, eating healthy, and exercised. Most of the time went I was on the treadmill I was listening to the Bombcast.

A few months ago, my heart took a significant turn for the worse. I went in for one corrective surgery, only to be woken up and told the surgeons didn't perform it because they didn't believe I could survive it. They told me I had just weeks to live and they were putting me on the transplant recipient list. I had another group of surgeons told inform me they could do the surgery in a different way and my odds of surviving would be 30%. I went in thinking I might never awake. In the recovery icu, my wife had the nurse put my ipod on me. When I awoke, I started my ipod and the first voice I heard was Ryan's cheerful voice "HELLO IT'S TUESDAY!!" Once again telling me that everything was going to be alright. I really believe that he and the rest of the bombcast was as important to my recovery as my exercise. My recovery so far as exceeded even the most optimistic estimates.

I wanted to write Ryan Davis and tell him how much he helped me. Just doing and loving his job. I didn't write him. I felt it was corny, he might never see it, or worse, he might have read it and then get self conscious. Now I wish I wrote it. Even if it was stupid.

RIP Mr Davis.

All these feels ;(
 
Ryan was the only one of them that ever took the time to talk to me on twitter. He was a great person. Once again, RIP Ryan.
 
I've been trying to write this post all day. It may go on a tangent, so people may think this isn't the place. I'm sorry in advance.

I feel horrible. Of course. Everyone is, I'm 43 years old and I've lost many friends. Even internet friends. Sure internet friends aren't "real" but the emotions we feel are. I have taken some deaths of internet friends hard. I first experience this pre-internet when I ran a local multi-line BBS with door games. The most popular game was Scrabble. I even held local get togethers with real scrabble boards. It got insane. The best player was the 73 year old retired man. We got to be fairly close in real life as well. One day I got home from work and saw he had been logged on to the BBS play Scrabble for 14 hours. He passed away playing on my computer. That hit me hard but for some reason, Ryan Davis' passing is hitting me harder and it is making me feel weird.

As some of you may know, I've been battling heart disease for the past few years.Last year I had a heart attack and was rushed in to have several cardiac artery stents installed.When I woke in recovery, I asked for my ipod and drifted in and out of sleep for the next 16 hours listening to the Giant Bombcast. Ryan Davis' upbeat attitude help me to get past a scary moment in my life. It was like he, and the rest of crew, were reassuring me. Everything was going to be all right. We are still going to be here talking about stuff you love.

I know speculating on Ryan's death is against the rules, Talking about just my case, I was a lot like Ryan before my heart attack. I was morbidly overweight, got out of breath easily, sweat all the time, and while I didn't use a CPAP machine to sleep at night, my doctors were concerned that I should have a sleep study done. After my heart attack, I lost close to 100 pounds, got fit, eating healthy, and exercised. Most of the time went I was on the treadmill I was listening to the Bombcast.

A few months ago, my heart took a significant turn for the worse. I went in for one corrective surgery, only to be woken up and told the surgeons didn't perform it because they didn't believe I could survive it. They told me I had just weeks to live and they were putting me on the transplant recipient list. I had another group of surgeons told inform me they could do the surgery in a different way and my odds of surviving would be 30%. I went in thinking I might never awake. In the recovery icu, my wife had the nurse put my ipod on me. When I awoke, I started my ipod and the first voice I heard was Ryan's cheerful voice "HELLO IT'S TUESDAY!!" Once again telling me that everything was going to be alright. I really believe that he and the rest of the bombcast was as important to my recovery as my exercise. My recovery so far as exceeded even the most optimistic estimates.

I wanted to write Ryan Davis and tell him how much he helped me. Just doing and loving his job. I didn't write him. I felt it was corny, he might never see it, or worse, he might have read it and then get self conscious. Now I wish I wrote it. Even if it was stupid.

RIP Mr Davis.

Thank you for this post. Very touching.
 
What he said shouldn't matter to you. Especially since you are in the Ryan Davis memorial thread. You should have some consideration. You are both assholes.

Okay sure whatever, thanks for the drive by!

Looks like EviLore tweeted to GB that story!

Edit: beaten
 
Was there any explanation to why he died? Did he have a medical condition the public did not about or was it sudden?

No details are known and there is no point speculating. When the family are ready to release more info I'm sure you will find out.
 
Terrible day, I didn't really start listening to any of the Giantbomb guys until they started the site but I remember falling in love as soon as I started listening/watching. I never met him but I feel like I knew him better than some people I know in real life after following the site the last couple years.

Thanks to Ryan and the guys for making me sort of look forward to my crappy delivery job on Wednesdays because I knew I'd have a new bombcast to keep my company.

R.I.P.
 
Beautifully touching post Baron_Calamity. I'm so happy to read you found light in your dark times.

As for the news, I'm in shock. Fucking hell I went to Europe just after he got married. I'm still here. I just got home 15 minutes ago from being out all day in London. I live in the bay area. This is so god damn surreal. I'm in shock, really.

This isn't something that will take effect for a while as I'm not home until August effectively. Fuck. What the hell is going on in the bay area?! I leave and there's a plane crash and now Ryan Davis dies what the fuck?! :(

This sucks man. I feel so awful for his wife and the crew. Oh my god.

FUCK :(((
Dude :(
 
holy shit, I'm so sorry for his family and his friends. I suffered a very mild heart attack in 09, news like this is sobering how someone can die so young. RIP Ryan.
 
I've been trying to write this post all day. It may go on a tangent, so people may think this isn't the place. I'm sorry in advance.

I feel horrible. Of course. Everyone is, I'm 43 years old and I've lost many friends. Even internet friends. Sure internet friends aren't "real" but the emotions we feel are. I have taken some deaths of internet friends hard. I first experience this pre-internet when I ran a local multi-line BBS with door games. The most popular game was Scrabble. I even held local get togethers with real scrabble boards. It got insane. The best player was the 73 year old retired man. We got to be fairly close in real life as well. One day I got home from work and saw he had been logged on to the BBS play Scrabble for 14 hours. He passed away playing on my computer. That hit me hard but for some reason, Ryan Davis' passing is hitting me harder and it is making me feel weird.

As some of you may know, I've been battling heart disease for the past few years.Last year I had a heart attack and was rushed in to have several cardiac artery stents installed.When I woke in recovery, I asked for my ipod and drifted in and out of sleep for the next 16 hours listening to the Giant Bombcast. Ryan Davis' upbeat attitude help me to get past a scary moment in my life. It was like he, and the rest of crew, were reassuring me. Everything was going to be all right. We are still going to be here talking about stuff you love.

I know speculating on Ryan's death is against the rules, Talking about just my case, I was a lot like Ryan before my heart attack. I was morbidly overweight, got out of breath easily, sweat all the time, and while I didn't use a CPAP machine to sleep at night, my doctors were concerned that I should have a sleep study done. After my heart attack, I lost close to 100 pounds, got fit, eating healthy, and exercised. Most of the time went I was on the treadmill I was listening to the Bombcast.

A few months ago, my heart took a significant turn for the worse. I went in for one corrective surgery, only to be woken up and told the surgeons didn't perform it because they didn't believe I could survive it. They told me I had just weeks to live and they were putting me on the transplant recipient list. I had another group of surgeons told inform me they could do the surgery in a different way and my odds of surviving would be 30%. I went in thinking I might never awake. In the recovery icu, my wife had the nurse put my ipod on me. When I awoke, I started my ipod and the first voice I heard was Ryan's cheerful voice "HELLO IT'S TUESDAY!!" Once again telling me that everything was going to be alright. I really believe that he and the rest of the bombcast was as important to my recovery as my exercise. My recovery so far as exceeded even the most optimistic estimates.

I wanted to write Ryan Davis and tell him how much he helped me. Just doing and loving his job. I didn't write him. I felt it was corny, he might never see it, or worse, he might have read it and then get self conscious. Now I wish I wrote it. Even if it was stupid.

RIP Mr Davis.

Damn. I hope you can keep seeing the light when in those situations.

And don't worry about not having wrote to him, I think he knows now.
 
About a year ago I had to face the death of someone I knew and I cried more than I'd ever cried before then. Today, I feel like I've cried as much, if not more.

I never had the pleasure of knowing Ryan Davis personally, but as a Giant Bomb fan and as a Bombcast listener, I feel like I knew him personally. His energy and love of life shined through every podcast and every video.

We lost a truly great man. if I feel this bad, I cannot imagine what his friends and family are feeling right now.

I love you, Ryan Davis.
 
Same here.

My day has been a wash since I saw this thread :(

I guess whether it was someone you know personally or not, losing someone that has been a big part of your life (even if it's just the entertainment part) really hurts.

I mean, I probably heard Ryan Davis speak five out of seven days of the week on average.
 
I've been trying to write this post all day. It may go on a tangent, so people may think this isn't the place. I'm sorry in advance.

I feel horrible. Of course. Everyone is, I'm 43 years old and I've lost many friends. Even internet friends. Sure internet friends aren't "real" but the emotions we feel are. I have taken some deaths of internet friends hard. I first experience this pre-internet when I ran a local multi-line BBS with door games. The most popular game was Scrabble. I even held local get togethers with real scrabble boards. It got insane. The best player was the 73 year old retired man. We got to be fairly close in real life as well. One day I got home from work and saw he had been logged on to the BBS play Scrabble for 14 hours. He passed away playing on my computer. That hit me hard but for some reason, Ryan Davis' passing is hitting me harder and it is making me feel weird.

As some of you may know, I've been battling heart disease for the past few years.Last year I had a heart attack and was rushed in to have several cardiac artery stents installed.When I woke in recovery, I asked for my ipod and drifted in and out of sleep for the next 16 hours listening to the Giant Bombcast. Ryan Davis' upbeat attitude help me to get past a scary moment in my life. It was like he, and the rest of crew, were reassuring me. Everything was going to be all right. We are still going to be here talking about stuff you love.

I know speculating on Ryan's death is against the rules, Talking about just my case, I was a lot like Ryan before my heart attack. I was morbidly overweight, got out of breath easily, sweat all the time, and while I didn't use a CPAP machine to sleep at night, my doctors were concerned that I should have a sleep study done. After my heart attack, I lost close to 100 pounds, got fit, eating healthy, and exercised. Most of the time went I was on the treadmill I was listening to the Bombcast.

A few months ago, my heart took a significant turn for the worse. I went in for one corrective surgery, only to be woken up and told the surgeons didn't perform it because they didn't believe I could survive it. They told me I had just weeks to live and they were putting me on the transplant recipient list. I had another group of surgeons told inform me they could do the surgery in a different way and my odds of surviving would be 30%. I went in thinking I might never awake. In the recovery icu, my wife had the nurse put my ipod on me. When I awoke, I started my ipod and the first voice I heard was Ryan's cheerful voice "HELLO IT'S TUESDAY!!" Once again telling me that everything was going to be alright. I really believe that he and the rest of the bombcast was as important to my recovery as my exercise. My recovery so far as exceeded even the most optimistic estimates.

I wanted to write Ryan Davis and tell him how much he helped me. Just doing and loving his job. I didn't write him. I felt it was corny, he might never see it, or worse, he might have read it and then get self conscious. Now I wish I wrote it. Even if it was stupid.

RIP Mr Davis.

This post really got to me, I hope the surgery's success means you have a long future ahead of you.

I don't even know what to say about Ryan's passing at this point. I can't reconcile that he's gone and probably won't even be able to start to until I hear and feel his absence in the next Bombcast. I empathise with all the people in here that Ryan and the Bomb crew have helped in moments of loneliness; my story and current situation is very much the same.

On a brighter note, it was Ryan's interest and TNT about Star Trek this year that got me to start watching TNG which, as it turned out, has become a bonding platform between my sister and I. Due to pressures at uni for the both of us I've recently felt very estranged from her, but now continue to watch episodes together every chance we get and I cherish every moment that we do.

RIP Ryan Davis.
 
I really liked Ryan. I watched every episode of TANG at least twice.

RIP buddy. Would've loved to have a beer with you somehow. Condolences to your family and friends.
 
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