Today is D-Day!

Biggest party of the year today in PA.  Time to show up in strong numbers and let them know why we are called New Yorkers.

In either case my brother better have the welcoming committee present because I am going to drink and drink and drink……….and drink……………and drink………………and drink and drink.  OK enough!  You get the idea.  Even thought I felt like crap all week I think I pulled it together just enough to qualify for cutting loose.  Plenty of food to keep me tame though.  More to report on that later.

How about those Bronx Bombers?  Sloppy!  But it’s almost like I told some coworkers when the Sox last came to the Bronx.  The boys needed to punch them in the mouth to the tune of 12 runs.  They guys went and did it to the tune of 13.  I said the same thing about a punch in the mouth before last night’s game.  I had no idea the Bombers would kick the Sox in the head because that’s exactly what that was.  A revved up kick in the head.  11 runs should not have made the board by the Sox, but it was a lot of sloppy defense last night and hopefully it will be put behind them.

I will be tuning in from my car radio today.  Good luck guys!  Time to get the party started!

The boys of summer are back!

They have won 5 games in a row.  During last nights in clubhouse post game interview someone was playing “I’ve got 5 on it” by Luniz which is seriously old.  Very symbolic of the current streak and I know exactly who’s responsible and his name is Nick Swisher who is the absolute pulse of that clubhouse.

The Red Sox now sit 7.5 games back in the division with a serious match up looming on the coming Friday in Fenway after their loss last night which has them at 0.5 games up in the Wild Card race over the team they lost to the Texas Rangers.  However these Red Sox pitchers are getting way out of hand.  For some reason they felt the need to through up and in to Ian Kinsler.  It just missed his head in that at bat.  His next at bat in the game they finally nail him on the head.  You can’t tell me that wasn’t intentional at least trying to hit him.

At least David Wright’s hit to the head wasn’t intentional but it doesn’t make it much better since he took it extremely bad and was out for at least a minute.

Other than that life will go on.  My brother’s big get together is next weekend.  I seriously can’t wait.  Lots of beer to be bought very soon.  The trek to PA will be a good one and hopefully the weather holds out.  The beer list includes Sierra Nevada Torpedo, Dogfish Head 60 minute, Arrogant Bastard, and Green Flash West Coast IPA!  Can’t go wrong there at all.  Cheers to a good summer.

A little softball and the three headed monster strikes again.

So finally we hit the fields for some softball on Saturday and it made for some interesting fun.  Decent showing with Abe, Brian, Chris, Issac, James, John and Ramona cheering everyone on from the sides.  We got a little per batter game going and I’m being told I knocked in 21 runs on my turn.  First off, I don’t believe it and secondly, if that remotely happened I think it’s time we get more people out on the field for the next go around.

Slightly sore today, but wasn’t yesterday, which is a little strange even for me.  All of this went down as the Yankees gagged on their own genitalia against the Angels, which blasted on John’s radio to the tune of a 8-4 loss and if not for a valiant effort in the 9th it would have ended 8-1.  Pride and pinstripes, eh?  Well I still don’t feel like talking about this team now matter how many they won straight up until that loss.

So as we broke game or what portions of it seemed like a game, James and I made our way over to Whole Foods where he filled his growlers to the brim with some new stuff on tap and after which we rode up to Sprint where he went to pick up his hopefully debricked phone only to find it has been replaced free of charge by the store with a new one.  Now that is FTW.

Next stop 33rd Street as we drop in to Rattle N Hum to see one of the smarter bartenders around the city, Patrick put some work in.  James and I tried the new Dogfish Head Paulo Santo and at 12% we were nice!  Got the chance to watch the end of the Mets vs Phils game and of course we got into a little friendly banter with a Met fan, but the Sean Green walk silenced him.  After that we fly uptown on Madison Avenue until we reach my street where we stop in at my place to drop off his growlers to chill in the fridge.  Off to Fairway since I didn’t do my shopping on Friday.  We pick up a six pack of Southern Tier Old Man Winter Ale.  Add that to his two growlers along with my growler full of Double Bastard along with the next six pack and a Dogfish 60 Min remaining in the fridge and Punisher: War Zone on the tube.  Jacob came by to conclude the missing piece of the three headed monster as we took in the beer.  It all made for a pretty good night.

Honorable mention: Kate Winslet is one of these best actresses by far for a multitude of reasons I will refrain from mentioning now.

Either next Friday or the one after I am planning a return to Drop Off Service.  It’s been a while for me and I have a crowd of regulars to hang out with, who may or may not be looking for me.  However Rattle N Hum is my new spot on 33rd Street.  Best Craft brew bar in the city.  No Stella on tap!  No crap on tap!  No Bud, no Miller, no Coors, no watered down beers on tap.  Only the craft micro brews and that my friends is FTW!