MNF- Monday Night Follies

The day starts off with me arriving at the Hotel to find out when I was changing for the game that I did not bring my pair of flip flops and only had my socks to wear.  So Socks it is!!

 

Walking through this designer hotel in Chargers gear, camouflage shorts and a pair of mid-height black dress socks, I trekked through the lobby.  After receiving a few Cat calls from downtown construction workers I walked through the lot to the neighboring Puma store to be greeted by the saleswoman saying “looks like you need some shoes”.  Amazed by her mental genius, I decided this was not a $90 mistake I was willing to make.  This beggar was a chooser.  I b-lined next door to buy the cheapest, greenest pair of rubber flip flops they had on the rack.  Saying this was a good start to my day is an understatement. 

 

I would like to say that I still Love San Diego! Even though our Trolley Driver was on a mission from god to prove a point by waiting 5 minutes per stop because he did not like the J.E.T.S Jets Jets Jets fans bloating the doors of the train. 

 

Once Monty Muchacho and I arrived to the stadium the festivities began.  Walking down from the trolley Miller Lites in hand, I confirmed that the San Diego SUPER CHARGER fans are the hottest women around.  (This will be challenged Saturday October 11^th as I attend the USC vs. ASU game)

Qualcomm Pre-MNF

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is something Magic about watching NFL Football on Monday Night at 5:30 PM with the sun still shining.  It is what I assume the Superbowl game day must feel like.  (I will confirm that too this season when I am in Tampa)  It was a special feeling watching the Blue Angels fly over during the National Anthem while fireworks explode as loud as cannons and beers are flowing.  It made me proud to be an American. 

 

Watching the only professional NFL team that I have watch live in every game I attended.  Has made me a fan of the SUPER CHARGERS.  It has been an exciting run watching the Chargers starting with the infamous Snowball game on December 23^rd 1995 at Giants Stadium, October 22^nd, 2006 witnessed LT’s magical season as he rushed for his Career 99^th and 100^th TDs being the fast player to reach that mark tacked on to his eclipsing of the Single Season TD record with 28 also with his 199 yards rushing for the day, December 31^st, 2006 Chargers beat the Arizona Cardinals without Matt Lenhart and secure home field advantage through the playoffs with a 14-2 season and finally September 22^nd, 2008 the Chargers dismantle the Brett Farve lead NY Jets. YES BRETT FARVE lead Jets, sounds weird just saying.   It started shaky with Phillip Rivers throwing an INT for a Touchdown 2:04 into the game.  Needless to say LT broke out of his shell scoring twice and Rivers along with Gates allowed me to win my Fantasy Football game beating Monty by 5 points on the final drive of the weekend.  (Something Sweet about sitting next to the guy you just beat, makes the Fantasy seem so so …Real)

Jets Fans in the 4th Quarter of MNF

Deciding to slide out of the stadium with 10:39 remaining since the score was 38-20 after watching Brett Farve’s last drive. Monty and I didn’t want to be caught in the crowds of the Trolley Stations and J.E.W. was in town getting drunk at the Navy bar. 

 

Around 9:16 PM PST J.E.W. has entered the building, Monty and I waited for him at Whiskey Girl in the Gaslamp District because we know the Man loves his Jack!  How much does he love his Jack…well he spent $30 including tip on his $3 Jack & Cokes before meeting us out that lone Monday evening. 

 

Feeling no pain J-Dub yells out “Hey Bartender Jobu needs a refill!!”  And let the shot begin.  For the next two hours shots began to fly like the Snowballs at the Giants vs. Chargers game in December of 1995.  After all the liquid courage that a normal person could consume was ordered, we had some more and more and more. 

 

After a quick reenactment of the scene from Ghostbusters where Billy Bob & J.E.W. crossed streams in the restroom, they decide to stop at the picture booth before heading back to their drinks.  When we finished using our cell phones in the booth instead of the $5 picture booth camera, I came back to find that Monty had filled J.E.W.’s drink with the entire serving tray of cherries.  J.E.W. was unaware of course.  Some how Monty had convinced J.E.W. that it would be better to pour his back up Jack & Coke into his glass as he went along  instead of drinking one and moving to the next.  It was apparently just part of his plans to saturate him with the sugar from the pool of Cherries he was hiding in the bottom of that glass. 

 

At 11:00 PM Monty called it a night because he had to get up for work in the morning and by 11:17 PM J.E.W. was asleep on the bar.  As the good friend I am I lifted J-Dubs head off the bar and poured another shot down his throat.  So how he last about another hour and disappeared into the night.

 

The lifting of J.E.W.

 

 

 

 

I on the other hand did not surface home until about 2:00 AM not sure how I spent that extra hour and a half missing.  Even though I did wake up in this nice hotel at 7:30 AM to find a pizza box in the corner and my cell phone stuck to my face. 

 

It appears that I might have made a single drunk dial at about 1:45 AM and again at 1:48 AM.  I say single because I assume the first attempt was more of a warning flare to wake the sleeping suspect and the second was what I thought would wake the sleeping beauty.  No luck. Just a drunk message of me saying that “I know I shouldn’t be calling, but I am.  So Sorry…” Well at least I know in my worst state that I am kind hearted drunk dialer. 

 

What’s this, a call from J-Dub at 7:41 AM who needs to report at 8:00 AM for his Navy Duty. 

 

Billy Bob “Hello J.E.W.”

J.E.W. “Ahhh I have a few dark spots from last night”

Billy Bob “Oh like what”

J.E.W. “Like how did I leave? Did I walk or catch a cab?”

Billy Bob “Good questions, not sure.”

J.E.W. “Well I think I caught a cab.”

Billy Bob “Maybe.”

J.E.W. “Reason being, I took out $60 bucks before the Navy bar and I woke up with 17 red hot scorching dollars.  And we know I spent $30 at the bar so that leaves $13 for the cab”

Billy Bob “The Math seems right”

J.E.W. “Billy Bob I am wondering why I woke up where I woke up and why I am one-eye walking right now back to base.  Apparently I could not make it back to base by myself, but I am going there now and won’t be late. Which is good, but apparently I woke up from the light of the sky.  I must say I was surprise to not wake up in your hotel room.  Ohhhh my back is crooked from sleeping in the parking lot of the Trolley station.”

Billy Bob “HAHAHAHAHAHA (My eyes teared up a bit from the laughing)

J.E.W. “Oh when did Monty leave? Did he bail or say goodbye?”

Billy Bob “He said goodbye and you hugged before he left”

J.E.W. “Good, good.  I am glad I was courteous”

Billy Bob “yes you were quite nice”

J.E.W. “I remember talking to LT & Antonio Gates of the Chargers last night, but there were small White Women..”

Billy Bob “Ah Yes, the hot staff at the Whiskey Girl.  We started charming and we ended well..we just kind of ended”

J.E.W. “That sounds about right”

Billy Bob “Yeah well if it makes you feel any better I was laughed out of Pizza place at 1:30 AM as I thought I could stop the booze from doing anymore damage.”

J.E.W. “Did it work?”

Billy Bob “Nope not in the slightest”

J.E.W. “I like the effort though.  Ok well I am going to try to get this MP to let me on base and not arrest me for being..well “under the weather” shall we say”

Billy Bob “Good Luck with that.  I am going back to sleep. Monty is driving my Car back to the OC for me”

The Lineup – “The Circus”

As my world turns I will have random characters enter in my life.  Some who will appear and vanish after days or even only nights.  But the true lineup card of the major role players will remain constant.

For not only their safety but mostly for their love ones we will protect their identities with these fictitious character names (which they may or may not been earned).  I would like to introduce these adult entertainers to the “Main Stage” as we will learn to know them and love them.  (In no particular order):

• Pig Man – “Can’t breathe” is your Derek Jeter of characters.  He is as consistent and clutch when it comes to creating lasting impressions and “Your not going to believe this” quality of stories.  He would also like you to believe that he is the ghost writer for what creative things I say in life. 

 

• Showtime - is just your everyday Charlie Harper type of guy.  With his Scott Baio looks, NYC Trader charm, RedSox Nation love and endless mental library of useless information.  He never ceases to amaze me when proving why he will never be able to run for public office.

 

• Monty Muchacho – is our token world traveling Foreigner.  Born and raised in Peru by his Scottish parents who may have participated in a little shenanigans during their grand anthropology dig in South America.  Has moved into my life from his Scottish city in Arkansas where Scottish history and dialect is preserved similar to the way the Amish protect their past in Pennsylvania. 

 

• J.E.W. – is our stereotypical Jack drinking, Florida raised, Massachusetts born Yankee fan in the Navy. It is never a sober moment when J-Dubb enters the party.  At 8 oz at a time his sidekick John Daniels (Yes John Daniels, because they have known each other a very long time) is never far from his side. 

 

• Cheese - “I was assaulted” is our Michael Irvin of Navy Pilots he is as crazy of a man on and off the rugby field.  A former Pitt Panther and all time long distance snow drift runner.  Known for his co-founding of the “Slippery Slope”, he is legend in his own mind and mine.

 

• Billy Bob – is known to have been the Babe Ruth of the group.  So much so that at one point the mother of all hang-overs for J.E.W. after being out with him, labelled it BillyBob’s disease. He is definitely going to be a focal point on this blog, because he is Me. 

The Circus as we were known is my version of the 1927 New York Yankees.  Could possibly be the greatest combination of drinkers and storytellers to have ever been stumbled together.