The Patriots won as I predicted they would. Not it's off to San Diego to take care of the Charges. This will definitely be a tough game but I'm (surprise) predicting the Patriots emerge victorious.

So I imagine you had some celebratory beers???

Oh, can you explain to me what the deal is with cooking in the parkiing lot before a game? I beleive it's called tail something???

I'd have liked to have seen pics of you scoring, though.

No one has explained my quoestion above

Did you at least pull out the girls for the jumbo tron?




It's called a tailgate party, because people open the tailgates on their trucks and pull out barbecues/food/beer etc. I've only been to ones at CFL games where there are 30,000 fans and they are fun but NFL ones would be off the charts. It's basically a pep rally to get fired up for the game and make it a day long party. They often have live music and entertainment.

I missed your question here. It's called tailgating. I used to do it all the time when I had season tickets for the Chicago Bears. You see, a lot of times the team you're cheering for sucks really bad. so what better way to actually enjoy the outing than to eat food and drink beer before the game with a bunch of friends. or if your team was good, what better way to get fired up and talk shit to opposing teams' fans. if it was a noon game, we'd get there about 8:00 - 8:30, cook some food, drink some beer, play card and dice games, and stuff like that. It probably started out as people wanting to secure a decent parking spot and not wanting to deal with a long line to get into the parking lot. Well, if you have to get to there 4 hours before start time, you might be a little hungry. why not bring a grill and beer?

My friend's dad had 4 seats and we'd go to the games w/ our dads. then our dads got old and lazy and we took over the tickets. When the bears sucked really bad, it would just be me and my friend who would go to all 10 home games of the season, it was difficult to get someone to join us when the tickets cost us $37 and you can scalp them from anyone in the lot for about $5 if you were lucky. Sometimes when it was really cold, we'd just sit in the car and cook hot dogs; but for the most part we'd tough it out in the cold just to enhance the pride factor. over time, our outings evolved into more people going, to eventually meeting other people who had season tickets. our tailgating group got bigger and bigger and we'd cook better food, get there earlier, play card and dice games for money, and try to get hot girls to flash us their boobs. (sorry, no pics). eventually we'd even come back to our cars after the game and start cookin' all over again.

that's just my little side of that story. I can go on and on, but this is long enough. I no longer have the tickets cuz they were in my friend's dad's name (my friend is a junior, so it works out nicely for him). One day he called me and told me he needed the deposit money for the new season cuz he just got the letter. I told him give me about a week and a half cuz at the time I was getting paid monthly and was broke mid month. 3 days later my dad lent me the money so we could just get the ticket money sent in. I called my friend repeatedly, and he never called back. He basically ignored me the whole summer. the grapevine told me that he found someone else to buy what were my two tickets and that was the end of it. I ended up getting a ticket to the first pre-season game. I went by myself on my motorcycle. I met my brother-in-law there and tailgated with him. I went to look for me "friend" and he basically said hi and that was it. I think he was embarrassed or something cuz he knew he acted like a shit head. I don't talk to him anymore, and his life hit the shitter. so there ya go. We were like best friends for years and years. when he got married (after the season ticket debacle) he had 10 guys stand up in his wedding. I was not one of the people he asked. isn't that fucked up? There were 10 people he would rather have had in his wedding besides the guy who knew him since kindergarten. he got a divorce about 6 months later and I never got a thank-you card from them. I guess that what happens when you fuck your ex-best friends new wife.

Actually, that last part was a lie. But isn't that a great way to end that whole long story

that's a cool story.
I always have long ass stories like that to post but I never get past the first paragraph.
You've become quite the slacker. I am jealous.

I'd have an easier time getting a seat on the next shuttle launch then a seat at Foxboro. That's what happens when you win three Super Bowls.

Ahh that's it, I saw it on some TV show a few years back, it is an interesting concept.

Before sporting events in Australia, especially Sydney, we just find the closest pub/bar to the stadium and get royally fucked up before entering the stadium to remember none of the following sporting event the following day.



I never READ past the first paragraph

as this is the closest thing to the Baseball thread;

Australian Meat Pies, possibly one of our most famous foods will now be sold in baseball Stadiums at Major League games across the USA...

When I read that book Cold Beer & Crocodiles(I've mentioned it before and recommend it to everybody), the dude was always eating Austrailian Meat Pies. What are these exactly? Are they like regular meat pies?

I Looked for that book when i was at a book store once. But they didn't have a copy there. I asked about it and they said I could order it. But I just didnt' think I was ready for that kind of committment.

I used to buy books too but then I found this place where they let you "borrow" books and bring them back when you're done.

I call that place Barnes & Noble.

Oh... heh, heh... gotcha!

She knows about rmm, (so does my mother weird huh?) and she has internet but she would never post here.

wellt hen how bout your mom?

Uhhhh, weird and creepy. She does have nice ones for almost fifty though. lol