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None of those bars are near where I live so sue meThere are so many great bars all around - people really go to BWW?
None of those bars are near where I live so sue meThere are so many great bars all around - people really go to BWW?
Jumped around, said holy shit, changed my piss soaked drawers, hugged the wife and kids. Let the kids run around outside with all the other kids clanging cowbells and what not. Listened/watched a lot of fireworks. Put my older ones to bed and tried to get my 6 year old back to bed (we woke him up).
Watched a bunch of post game stuff including the Fox stuff. Waiting for some dumb MMA shit to end on FS1 so I could watch the Frank/ARod/Rose post game. Flipped around Comcast, MLB, ESPN, etc.
The ESPN crew including the waste of space softball player woman and the creepy toupee'd Karl Ravetch was horrid. MLB and FS1 were great. Kaplan and Hollandsworth on Comcast were decent.
The random reporters interviewing drunk dumb fans in front of Wrigley or at random bars was the least interesting. Of note, the random reporter woman - who most likely grew up somewhere like Dallas, TX or Irvine, CA asking a Cubs fan if 'he's been waiting for this all his life'. That Cubs fan appeared to be about 17 years old.
Also: still lives with his parents.
I just remember idiot Joe Buck going "gonna be a tough play!!" or some shit like that, and then Bryant threw him out by 20 feet. Haha.
Also: still lives with his parents.
He is a young single guy still paying off college while working downtown. Even if you ignore that or the current economy there are significant cultural differences between white people and other cultures where its normal for kids to live at home. Not that I would expect a pompous ass like you to understand that.
I was DEAD TIRED and watched 1.5 hours of postgame before I got to sleep and dragged ass into work at 5am CST.
I'm still royally fucking tired from getting off a 10 hour work day and standing at Wrigleyville since the 5th inning till they won it. I didn't even get to sleep till 4AM and I had to be up at 8:30 to work another 10 hours today. I'm fucking beat. Still was worth every damn minute of the experience. I wouldn't change it for anything.
I was pretty drunk when they won. I threw some people around. Pulled out my nutsack. Normal shit. Not near as wild as when the Saints won the Superbowl, but Im getting old
Sure, lack of sleep greatly affects my mood and judgement.
Tore my ACL and MCL jumping around my living room like a kid on a trampoline. Tried desperately to not wake my 6th month old. Sent and received about 1000 texts. Then I cried like a little baby.
Went to bed at 2AM and woke up to feed my crying son at 4AM. Been up ever since. Made it in to work at 8:30AM and I've had two coffee's and a diet coke and it's not even 2PM.