Friday, August 19, 2005

Tailgating Your Tail Off

Ah, a day off to rest up before bar number 750. So what better way to do that than to get to Giants Stadium at about 2:00 P.M. so you will have ample time to tailgate before the Jets play the Vikings at 8:00 P.M. A six hour stint is just about right, and you don't have to worry about finding a parking spot, or even paying for parking, for that matter.



Needless to say we waste no time preparing to prepare.

Bernie, Bar Man, and Bob Preparing To Prepare Camp


Of course, I don't want to imply that there wasn't anyone else in the parking lot, we did draw quite a crowd.



He was just delivering the dumpster for our empties. The Porta-Potty man showed up a bit later. We have all the comforts of home.

Once we got the tent set up we did get a couple of visits from the Parking Patrol who told us we were only entitiled to one parking spot per car. You can see how crowded it was and how we were depriving others of a place to park.



Actually they were pretty decent about it, simply telling us that their boss sent them over. They didn't actually make us move though, so we just settled ourselves in for the long haul.



Being from Minnesota I wore a Vikings hat and a Jets shirt, but I put my money on the Jets. Sorry Bob (Minnesota Bob, not Jets Bob), you owe me a tener. The Jets won 28 to 21 in a sloppy game, as most pre-season games tend to be.

We had sangria (my new specialty, the rum gives it a kick) and beer, sausages and muffulettas (a sandwich I first tasted in New Orleans, and one to die for). Not quite up to our usual fare (chili, egg and bacon sandwiches, roast turkeys, baked zitti, sweet potatos with rum soaked raisins (another of my specialties) and much more), but a damn good pre-season warm-up and, kind of like stretching before exercising, a good preparation for Bar Number 750.

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