Monday, February 4, 2008

huge week starting with fat tuesday...

Fat Tuesday.

Mardi Gras.

Call it whatever you like but there is no denying that it is a huge party day as we say Goodbye to Carnival and Hello to the Lenten Season.

Now from what I understand the best locations to experience the end of Carnival are Rio de Janerio and New Orleans. Chances are that you won't be making it down there.

Bummer right?

Not at all.

I have the perfect solution for you. Come and cheer on the Hoyas as they welcome in South Florida for just the second time ever at the Verizon Center. Wow what an opportunity huh? I mean who wouldn't want to see Georgetown (off to their best conference start in 20 years) in one of their last five home games of the season? Um probably every single person I know or at least every single person I would actually take to the game.

Five more chances to see Roy, Jon, Patrick, and Tyler. Tick tock tick tock.

So let's breakdown the next few days:

Tuesday: Hoyas v Bulls - 730pm
Wednesday: Ash Wednesday & USA v Mexico - Freddy Adu on the roster
Thursday: MLS relases their schedule. This will effect travel and tailgates for months on end.
Friday: eh who knows...
Saturday: Dare me to go to Louisville?

believing in nonsense...

You can always count on some words of wisdom from the Grillmaster. He dished out this nugget while, big shocker here, grilling up some great carne asade...."It's not nonsense if you believe it in man."

Being about five or six Coronas in at the time and talking about what I had just referred to as nonsense, it made perfect sense. You know, the nonsense that is.

Barra Updates: Yesterday seemed like the unofficial start to the season with our informal get together to discuss a few topics that we hope to improve on this season. And we also found the time to have a few beers and turn Mike's deck into a mini-tailgate.

The official season opening party is March 1st at RFD near the Verizon Center. It sounds like members can pick up their new jerseys at this event.

First home game is March 18th against Harbour View in the CONCACAF Champions Cup.

Super Bowl: Oh right there was a big game yesteryday. I was glad to see the Giants pick up the win. I missed most of the first half as I was heavily involved in a conversation on which kind large grill Oscar should buy for the Barra, charcoal or propane. (I think propane will be easier to handle but it doesn't really mater to me.)

I was very disappointed not to see any Monkeys in suits during the commercial breaks, but I did find that ad with Will Ferrell to be pretty damn funny. Oh and the Doritios commerical where the guy in the Mouse suit attacks the guy who sprung the mouse trap. Brilliant.

I like Tom Petty and all but I was hoping he would play Mary Jane's Last Dance. I mean it is his 3rd most popular song on iTunes. It's not like I was grasping at b side track or anything.

How great was the shot of Shockey in this suite? You just knew he was pounding beers and then you see all of the bottles near him. There isn't a doubt in my mind that he can just crush 12 longnecks in no time at all.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

its almost over

The Super Bowl.

I am so tired of hearing about it and I have tried so hard to avoid all of the hype. I can't imagine what it would be like to watch ESPN on a regular basis. I mean they love to cover Tom Brady like the tabloids cover Britney Spears. Speaking of Spears I heard a clip where she was using this miserable english accent. Could somebody fill me in on what that is all about? There has to be a good story behind that. (I'm just glad I could get a picture with her before she flew off her freaking rocker.)

Seriously though, what do I want from the game today?

I want two things - in this order:

1 - As many commericals with Monkeys wearing suits as possible.

2 - The Giants to somehow win.

I'd like to make it clear that the first thing is of much more importance to me. I mean if the Patriots win at least it will piss off those guys from the '72 Dolphins that, for some reason unbeknownst to me, get together every season when the last team loses. I think thats really lame. I mean you can only control what you do/did. They went undefeated. Somebody else going undefeated doesn't take away from what they accomplished. Why is that so hard to understand?

Alright I gotta get out of here.

C'mon Monkeys...nothing makes me want to buy product more than seeing those hilarious primates in suits.

Groundhog Day

Unfortunately I wasn't able to keep track of what Punxsutawney Phil came up with yesterday. Did anybody get up to Gobblers Knob for the big event? To me it really sounds like something you should do at least once.

So if Phil saw his shadow that means we have 6 more weeks of winter right?

Well from what I understand if Georgetown wins a game on Groundhog Day and Jack the Bulldog sees his shadow at the Verizon Center then we are that much closer to a party in San Antonio. I'm ready for that.

Not sore enough: Turns out I am a huge candy ass.

Awesome.

I had really hoped to wake up this morning and find that my legs were basically useless. I am definitely a little sore but not to the level that I wanted. I wanted to be one step away from crippled status.

You Can Do It: I was able to start and stop drinking yesterday with complete success. Now that is a rare bird if I have ever seen one.

Letting the Night Come to you: Too often I let the night come to me and it leaves me with poor results. Not last night. I got a chance to see some pretty good friends at two different places, that, hello, bordered each other. How great is that? The highlights would have to be seeing Sam lose to Mary in a rousing game of Know Your Hoyas and a late night (mid afternoon for him) call from Brendan where we couldn't hear each other. Terrific.

Sam don't worry. You actually impressed me by getting 6. You should study up on the new additions for United and try and even up the series at a game apiece.

nothing like coming home...

Section 111 Row Q seats 13 & 14.

Yuengling at the Acela Club while the team warms up.

Parking near the Law School and taking a 4 minute walk.

Those are very friendly and familiar places for me between mid November and early March every year.

Even moreso when you consider that the last two games had seen me take various modes of public transportation to catch games in completely different environments. I think it is safe to say that Morgantown, West Virginia and New York City are pretty much polar opposites.

(For those of you keeping track at home: Train > Bus. Just in case there was any debate.)

The games themselves were also night and day. I mean we go from a thrilling comeback win that includes a clutch three with six seconds left and a block at the buzzer to the biggest conference loss in the history of St. John's Basketball. It was so bad I almost felt bad for the Johnnies.

ALMOST.

I really don't want to complain about a road win, but when you take off of work to catch a train to the city you would rather see something a little bit more compelling than 41 - 14 at the half.

Ouch.

I love how I was initially worried that if the game went into overtime I might have trouble making my train home. Yeah that almost happened.

You know I think I am going to make these blogs shorter with the hopes that it will increase my readership. Don't want to jinx myself but it seems like there are at least 3 people reading.

Really closing in on double digits there. Silly.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Let's get the hell out of here...

Moments after Patrick Ewing, Jr secured a huge conference road victory by sending back a last second shot from DeSean Butler, WVU Coliseum turned very, very ugly. Quarters and bottled water began to hit the court from the upset home fans who probably couldn't believe the final few seconds. There would be no handshaking after this game as Thompson rushed to get his players off the court. Meanwhile his counterpart was busy following Ed Hightower (main official) back into the locker room area. The only player who seemed to get hit by anything was Chris Wright who took a flying water bottle in the chest. I've only seen stuff like that at soccer games - not college basketball.

The sweater/shirt combo lives another day: I had actually chalked the game up as a loss after the unusual amount of unforced turnovers and missed threes by the Hoyas. It just seemed like it was WVU's night for most of the game. In fact I had already begun to think about what my next lucky outfit was going to be. Yeah that's right you heard me. I am a 29 year old man that actually considers luck when assembling a wardrobe to wear to the game. Pretty normal I swear.

View from the top?: I actually never went up to my seat with the rest of the Hoya Hoop Club members that were on the bus trip. The seats were pretty high up and as luck would have it, the security guys at the Coliseum were pretty cool. Nobody made me move from my money spot that I found against the railing. I'd honestly rather stand during every game - I guess that's what years and years
of being in the Barra will do to you. I figured that as long as I didn't make an ass out of myself by being that annoying fan that I hate at the Verizon Center, I would be fine.

Mrs. Hibbert ended up standing behind me for the final couple of minutes but she really couldn't bear to watch. After Jessie Sapp hit a huge 3 with 6 seconds remaining she tapped me on the shoulder and asked me "Who hit that shot?".

"Was it Roy?" she asked.

"No. He let Jessie take it this time", I said.

I love the fact that she just assumed it was Roy who it the big 3 again. I mean he has taken 2 threes in almost 4 years. Why not right? The Hibberts seem like great parents. Very nice to fans like me and are always on these roadtrips.


Huggins you idiot: For some reason WVU switched to a man to man defense midway through the second half. The result? The Hoyas backdoored them to death. Went from down 10 to up 1. Nice coaching huggy bear. I wonder how many beers he pounded after the game? Seriously though they blew it from the line. Way too many misses from the chairty stripe at home.


Final Decision: The last play was really close and lets be honest, I am biased. I have seen it about 20 times now and I really don't think you can say it is definitely a clean block or definitely goaltending. And that is with the aid of various angles and slow motion. You only make the call of goaltending if you are 100% sure. If you aren't, which the refs obviously weren't, you let the players decide the outcome.

Ok well I am cised to conclude my day in Herndon and grab my final meal of the day. Arsenal/Newcastle is waiting for me on DVR.

Tomorrow is an off day as I visit the mecca of college hoops...until next time.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Country roads...

Barring any unforeseen circumstances I plan on making my first and last appearance at WVU Coliseum this weekend.

On paper Georgetown has the stronger team but games aren't played on paper. WVU is actually sorta like G-Town lite in many aspects. Of course all of that will change once Huggins gets a chance to totally put his stamp on the program. Should be a close game in front of a raucous home crowd. I'll take a split between this road game and the one coming up at Louisville early next month.

Last time out: At the end of the season I plan on posting the Hoyas record with respect to the different people that came with me to the game. I think the past 10 days or so has really proven that some people are definitely more lucky than others. Nice comeback win against the Orange in overtime. I have to give props to my main man Jeremiah Rivers. He is starting to get on my good side.

Not sure what to make of Louie Bar. The service was slow, food was ok, and they had some very questionable artwork on the walls. I wish the HHC was still having their events at the ChopHouse. Oh well. If you don't spend the last hour of your time in the Acela Club, you are bricking big time.



Tennis: It is all over. Blake, the Bryan brothers, and the Williams sisters both as a team and individually are all finished. Ouch! No reason to stay up so late anymore.

There is a really long break between now and the French Open in May. Maybe Blake can "find" himself between now and then.