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Ok, So I have a $5 seat. We sneak down lower... right by the wall. I'm yelling at the right fielder and have my beer sitting on the wall.

Someone in the bullpen tells me to move my beer. I did. Then some other guy shows up and tells me to move myself! He asked if we had tickets for that seat and we said no. We moved back 5 rows.

I think they didn't want a fat beer swigging dude to be caught on camera yelling at the right fielder :)

When you get a talking to from someone in the bullpen, an actual important person, that's significant. :)

The left fielder was "Hot Carl" Everett.

Wow, Todd - nice going. Maybe Mike's mom is right and you really do look scary! hehehehehehe

Also, good job making a post Mike!

AA.... make the call.

So did you flood the dry belly after your bout with abstinence?

How many had you teetered over the edge before they decided you were high risk?

How much are ball park beers -- $1 pints of Miller Lite at the Rusty nail, though we didn't get harasses by professional ball players.

How were the fireworks and all that traffic?

Are you sure you don't have another question? Jodi?

What are you trying to say? Maybe I need to go to IMA (Inquisitive Minds Anonymous)?

Inquisitive =
Inclined to investigate;
unduly curious and inquiring;
eager for knowledge;

So, we're watching the pistons kick the crap out of the spurs one night at "Pete's Garage" - a bar / restaurant in beautifully trashy Monroe (my former home). We win (of course) and for whatever reason (maybe 10 beers?) I tell my buddy to hit me in the face. He does (openhanded slap - ouch). And I hit him back (same way), except I follow through and spill an ENTIRE pitcher (I mean brand fricken new, never touched) of beer on the table / chair / floor. Luckily my buddy was in the bathroom or he'd have been the next one to hit me.