Apparently, the Prospect Park around which bad ass Neil Diamond grew up was a lot rougher back in the day. From today’s Page Six:
"One night we were scrapping with these guys in Prospect Park, around the corner from my house, when all of a sudden I heard this pop and felt a hit under my left eye. It turned out I’d been shot. It was only a pellet gun, but it hurt pretty bad . . . That was my first and last gang fight."