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03-09-2013 03:40 AM #1GCL O's
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Spring Training trip 2013: Day 4, 'Atonement'
First things first, sorry that last night's entry was a little disjointed. Lack of sleep and a few coffee pots of Knob Creek conspired against me. The typos were my fault, but all of the question marks here there and everywhere were due to the leprechauns inside the computer magic.
Tonight's entry might be just as muddled, thanks to Bolton Bob's generosity at McKechnie field...
Speaking of which, it was great meeting up with Weams and justD and Bolton Bob at McKechnie field!
I even got to show BoltonBob my hat balancing trick and he got to show all of us his mixed drink drinking trick! He also got to introduce us to all the beer-slingers at the outfield bar!
Running into that crew was kind of like meeting the Wizard of Oz. I sure wish I had gotten a picture with those handsome guys, and lovely lady!
The day started off again with sleeping almost until the end of free breakfast. Can't miss that! It was strangled eggs (again!), chipped polish sausage, nasty lukewarm hash browns, and the other accoutrements. Whatever I ate gave me gas and indigestion, which is par for the course. Meet the new boss, same as the old boss...
After breakfast BroMatt goes off to Hutzlers in search of beach towels and tumblers.
Even though last night was 'my own bed night' I still must have slept fitfully because after breakfast I sleep like a mummified log for another hour.
All these close quarters and snoring have been testing the integrity of the BroMatt, TronBlaster, Skipper triforce?
It's a night game, so we've got some time to kill!
We slowly meander up the beach toward Bradenton in the rig. Talk about 'the scenic route'!
After awhile, we are greeted by a familiar sight: The Anchor Inn!!! Oh God I love this place so bad. A few minutes after entering, this guy at the end of the bar is talking about his friend the mechanic, and he says 'If he can't fix it, he'll fix it so no one else can!' Then this Old Jack Nicholson looking guy is talking about his plumber friend whose motto is like 'You Can't Polish a Turd and Get a Diamond' or some vulgar thing...And I say 'Plumbing, I hear that's a sh!++y business.' and it gets a laugh from the regulars and my face starts to turn red.
The charming bartender, Chase, lets us park the rig there, which is cool.
Onto the beach, I let my pasty flapjacks get a little sun and wind, and then take a stroll down Anna Maria Beach to see UncJack, AuntCarla, AuntAlice, and CosChels! (UncMike and CosBritt were inside prepping for gametime)
They even reward this weary traveler with a MillerLite!
A stroll back to camp and its time to return to the Anchor Inn. Skipper and I play a festive game of billiards, and the songs are played on the junk box, including: Tempted (Squeeze), Fast Car (Tracy Chapman), Born on the Bayou (Creedence Clearwater Revival), Round and Round (Ratt), and others...
There's also this good bit at the Anchor Inn where you take pictures of funny pictures on the wall and fraudulently tag them as friends on Facebook.
OK, now it's time for the game.
We get to McKechnie field shortly after 5 p.m. and tailgate while listening to Grateful Dead (it's a tradition...) in the Boys and Girls Club parking area.
There's nowhere to pee, and the B&G club seems to be charging more than the
neighboring lots now. They still escort you to-and-fro via golf carts, but I'm just saying.
The extended Cos's, Unc's and Aunt's stop by!
After eating cheese and drinking a beer or two, it's time to head in!
Highlights of the game:
-Meeting Weams, BoltonBob, and JustD!
-Seeing Felix Pie in left field!
-Brian Matusz strolling behind me whil I obliviously watch Felix Pie, and giving a half-fistpump to Skipper and BroMatt when they wave at him.
-Getting an autograph from my old pal Troy Patton (I don't even like autographs, I'd rather have a picture...)
-Chit-chatting with my seatmates, some guy and his wife from Connecticut. They knew the score...
-The new boardwalk around the outfield was pretty cool, but the food at McKechnie field is still kind of lame. Just saying. Even that stupid Popies place was closed. CLOSED!?
Due to McKechnie's less than adequate grubb (Skipper was the smart one, scoring a hoogie at the place across the street from Popies) we swing by Sarasota Ale House on the way back.
It's a happy detour, because we get to watch the end of the U.S.-Mexico World Baseball Classic game, and some 'Baltimore' fan at the end of the bar buys us a free round!
Who was he? I don't know...He had some arm candy and looked kind of like a ballplayer.
I think it might have been Sal Fasano...
Tomorrow: off day!
03-09-2013 08:18 AM #2
Such a shame that Phil is back in the basement. You guys are all cool. But I think Skipper is the silent ring leader
03-09-2013 08:31 AM #3Hangout Blogger Hall of Fame
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I feel like I'm reading Fear and Loathing in Sarasota. I haven't had a vacation like you describe in about 30 years. I'm definitely a bit jealous.
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03-09-2013 09:58 AM #5Hangout Blogger Hall of Fame
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03-09-2013 10:03 AM #7
After having dinner at Carraba's with DudeDad and DudeMom, I had my own garlicky fueled gas and indigestion. Don't worry, I hotboxed Poor Richards Pub in your basement. I snuck in the neighbors through the back door. On a side note, you'll need to fix a window pane, Benny needs to fix his shed and BroMatt will need to restock his whiskey and cigar stash.....
I noticed your mail was overflowing and damp so I brought that inside. Did eeem eemember to feed the fishes gratuitously before eeem left? I also brought in the recycling can from the alley and spit sunflower seeds in Huberts back yard...good riddance.
I hauled out all of the beer signs and bar lights I scored from GlennInEdgewood on craigslist.
NeighborMike made fun of your cheap ass darts. I argued with Benny about Kickball strategy. He doesn't think men should bunt, I told him to shove off and kiss my five championship rings. I think NeighborSarah felt awkward with my intensity over Kickball. Too be fair, this was right after NeighborKeith and I did a shot of BroMatt's Basil Hayden's $$$
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03-09-2013 10:24 AM #9
Middle of life a bit of a blur, but I remember being CEO of a small business early working life..... and ending up as Executive Director of a non profit "Waverly main Street" near 33rd St at end of work period........
Met Tony Pente, ScOtt, Steve Melewski, 18 year old Paul Folk and OH gang at going away party I threw for Tony in 2002, when running a bar and restaurant (now i-Bar in Charles Village area) on one of his "secret tours" tours to Afganistan - Get him to tell the South Koreans using the showers story. Hangout survived as did I.
Stopped the "food and beverage" career to get masters in 1999-2003 - working in governors office for Lt Governor Katheleen Townson Kennedy - soon to be governor we thought. NOT! .....Unemployed for a while, I joined AmeriCorps (domestic Peace Corp), interned in the Clinton White House (Monica era), then the Bush/Cheany WH ... BEST TIME was escourting little known 18 year old Jessica Simpson, Ricky Martin and Brooks and Dunn around Washington for 2 days prior to them playing music for Bush's inauguration.
..... Had enough with wars and crooks (smug Dick Cheany in particular) and back to Bolton Hill I went to "change the world."
Spent last 2 retirement years traveling MidWest, and FL, always finding baseball, people, sports bars and guys like BroMatt, Weams , Skipper, ScOtt, etc to share life with and finally moved to Clearwater w/new wife.
Boring, I know, but it was all I could do after my soccer career ended @ Salisbury. ---Could not defend Pele in MSL so got cut.
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03-09-2013 06:07 PM #12GCL O's
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The gems included:
-'How's My Driving?
Call (1)(800) KISS-MY-ASS'
-'Finish your BEER. There are sober kids in India'
-'To All You Virgins: Thanks For Nothing.'
-And simply 'THE BOSS'
My friend GovBaseball back in Bmore would love these. They'd fit right in with his novelty toilet paper roll labeled 'Generic Toilet Paper for Cheap Assholes'
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