Here's a quick rundown of what's happened:
NBA:
Pat and the Cavs have advanced.
Boston (Lyons) tied 2-2 with Chicago
Orlando (Campbell) tied 2-2 with Philly
LA (Hawks) up 3-1 on Utah
Denver (Hermann) up 2-1 on New Orleans (Zig) with 15 points at stake
Houston (Matt) up 3-1 on Portland (me)
Dallas up 3-1 on San Antonio (Brian)
NHL:
Boston (Brian), Detroit (Zig), Pittsburgh (Matt), and Vancouver (Hawks) have advanced. The Flyers (Lyons) have been eliminated.
New Jersey (Pat) and Carolina are playing game 7 tomorrow.
NY ("Campbell") and Washington (Busmann) are playing game 7 tomorrow too.
Chicago (me) is up 3-2 on Calgary.
Anaheim is up 3-2 on San Jose (Hermann)
Soccer:
Barcelona (Matt) - Chelsea ("Campbell") on Tuesday in one semi. In the other, Manchester United (Lyons) - Arsenal (Hawks) on Wednesday.
Draft Day Drinking:
Pat last seen nearly passed out on a sun chair demanding Lesley come over and make out with him.
Lyons smoking in a dark corner somewhere.
Hawks apparently disappearing on boyfriend duty midway through (no judging here as it was his girl's birthday).
Zig making an impressive stop over on the way to the recording studio. Lost points for not partaking in the game of shots.
Me - stumbling out of there thanks to Lyons destroying me in the aforesaid game of shots.
Hermann was surprisingly steady, likely thanks to wussing out on the game of shots despite no recording studio-esque excuse.
Next week is our next golf tournament, The Players Championship, and the first stages of the Giro de Italia, if we end up counting it.
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"Lyons smoking in a dark corner somewhere" is exactly how I want everyone to remember me from that day...nothing else happened...nothing at all...I didn't bleed like a stuck pig or fall over even once...yep, just smoking in corner...
ReplyDeleteOh fuck! What did I miss?
ReplyDeleteI refuse comment as to not incriminate Mark, But by the time I woke up the next morning my house looked like a crime scene.
ReplyDeleteThanks to everyone for coming over. Be glad you left when you did. It' gets a little patchy for me from about 12.. to whenever I passed out. Don't think I fucked up too bad. All in all a good day. After night fall is when it all went crooked.
I blame the Whiskey cup.
I sure am glad everyone else blacked out too, wow, the whiskey cup has powers we cannot comprehend. i have learned my lesson to respect the whiskey cup.
ReplyDeleteIf we put the Schnuck in there, it might have killed somebody.
ReplyDeleteOh, young, naive Scallot...there was a lot of Schnuck put through the whiskey cup...and Herman, damn you and your superhuman ability to blackout...I remember each fall, if not the spaces in between quite perfectly...definitely glad there were no objective witnesses by the time we finished christening the cup...which could have been 10 or 2 for all I know.
ReplyDeleteWhat they fuck did I miss? The saying is true "Let it Loose" Pimp Juice. But In the age of camera and video phones I must say the ball was dropped on this one. Where's the footage?
ReplyDeleteThey only blackout I saw that night was the Blues Owner passed out in the booth next to ours after trying to take my friends bottle of Grey Goose. I guess he had a lot to celabrate after the playoffs.
Herman don't sleep on NO they looked good last night. A 53 point loss means nothing in the NBA.