Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Draft Night 2k8

First and foremost, the Van Diesel has entered the premises- large, in charge, and ready to abuse substances (yes, food counts).

More importantly, I am highly anticipating GOFFL draft night 2k8; I can only hope that it will live up to the drafts of the preceding two years. I would like to take this time to review the occurrences of these two special nights, but as I begin to think back, I really just can't remember a whole lot. What I do remember from 2006 is having 12-14 16 oz. Bud Lites at Buffalo Wild Wings and repeatedly responding to Mr. Gizz's Matt Jones trade proposals by saying "Matt Who? Matt Joooooones." After the BWW departure is when things get really hazy, and the only two things I recall are 1.) dancing on top of a pickup truck in the Grill 21 parking lot with Steven and 2.) dropping and shattering my bottle of beer at Mickey Finn's and watching Kevin Wall come over and sweep it up. This night was really only truly capped off the next morning/afternoon when I woke up only to realize that I had left three different credit/debit cards at three different establishments. Needless to say, these were not fun trips back to the bars. Moving on to the 2007 draft, I don't have quite as wasted memories, but a couple stick out in my mind. First of all, the food was just fantastic- compliments to whoever made all that shit that I managed to inhale in a garbage disposal-esque manner within minutes of it hitting the table and being uncovered. Moving on, Chicago Mike was a nice touch, but it by no means compared to Steven puking in the cab on the way back to Bill's house and then abruptly jumping out the door and subsequently passing out in a ditch for a period of time. However, even THIS did not compare to Bill's tirade which he unloaded on the poor, helpless Pakistani cab driver who tried to charge us a $75 cleaning fee (fair in my opinion). Let's just say this night was capped off by a nice dip in Steven's hot tub; oh, whoops, did Steven even know that?

All in all, two fantastic GOFFL drafts under my belt- I have high hopes for 2k8 to live up to the legacy. Challah, Shalom, and Good Luck.

1 comment:

Slice_of_White said...

The $75 fee was understandable, but there was no way in hell we were paying him for that meter going up as we were cleaning it, furthering inciting Bill to swear at the cabbie who wanted to shit his pants.