-I took 6 Advil and two Percocets yesterday and my head still hurts. Worth it.
Just an FYI I'm picking up some very faint signals from the universe about that Thanksgiving Governor's Cup, gang. I mean, FAINT signals but sports are funny and man there is a LOT of hubris on Floyd Street right now.
I don't typically endorse citing a previous post, but I'm proud of this one. October 17th.
-Lass was not happy with me yesterday. Telling someone to "Get F'd" on Facebook just not what she was looking for out of her 34 year old husband.
-Game was awesome. Adrian and I got out there and met at the tunnel around 9:45. Split a 12 pack of MLs tailgating, then proceeded to slam beers with some abandonment up in the UPS Flight Deck all game.
Once it appeared UofL was going to ice the game I walked down to the concourse where I saw the fumble on TV. Proceeded to walk back up to my seat and enjoy. I don't know what you'd call the guttural screams I made walking out of that place, but I made about two dozen of them. Just a biting, redneck howl. Hands up nearly the whole way. Just beautiful.
-I lost Adrian post game and my phone was dead. Without a ride, best thing I could think to do was walk/stumble to Check's in Germantown which was a brutal walk. Place was slammed so I walked over to Monnik and had a beer. I chastised the hipster bartender for not having a phone charger, then he called me a cab.
It gets a little hazy from there as I had the cab drop me off at some friend's house (unannounced) where they were enjoying pizza with inlaws that were visiting for the weekend. I swore it was about 10:00 pm but apparently it was actually around 6:30. I helped myself to about half of a za while my phone charged, then apparently got an uber home. I was blinded drunk during this time.
-Got home and made a fire out back. Cranked up the Jawbone and enjoyed ice cold pilsners solo for about 3 hours. I don't remember the specifics of Anth's face time call, but that was fun.
Just a real special day, fans.