Crown Induced Stupor

This past weekend was possibly one of the most enjoyable times I've had this year. My wife and I made the road trip to Tuscaloosa, Alabama for the annual meeting between the two SEC schools. Both of my brothers-in-law with their better halves were there as well. It turned out to be a very enjoyable weekend. We are trying to make plans to attend the Auburn/LSU contest next year to possibly top this experience.

I have to give MAJOR props to my wife who worked her ASS off to make this trip happen. While I had to work for almost two weeks straight before the trip, she did everything she could to ensure we were ready for this trip. From making sure the little purple tiger was all set for her soccer games on Saturday morning to purchasing extra LSU gear to help outfit my Florida brother-in-law's RV. I know she is paying for all the work with exhaustion this week.

Anyway, we began drinking the Crown shortly after my wife and I arrived on Friday about 1 P. M. My Florida brother was already there and set up in a lot across from the Tuscaloosa News building. I'm telling you, for $100 from Wednesday evening to Sunday morning, you can't get a better deal. It was managed by the Tuscaloosa Downtown Merchants Association. Check out their website if you ever go to Tuscaloosa for a game, if they have spots available take one, the people are great.

My Texas brother-in-law arrived shortly after 4 p. m. We had been drinking for a few hours by that time. Well, when he arrived J. heated up some brisket he had prepared earlier. We drank and socialized for a while when some older guys came up to see what was going on. They offered some seafood gumbo that they had cooked earlier that day. My wife was in heaven. She absolutely loves any type of gumbo and these guys knew what they were doing.

A couple of acquaintences of ours, Alabama fans were hanging out with us most of the day and I think they enjoyed themselves too. A little later came the time to go out. We were within walking distance from some bars on University. We ended up in one that had a country band as it's entertainment. I was pleasantly surprised with how good they were. I was so numb by that time that I don't remember the bar or the band that was playing, sorry. Remember, we never at any point after 1 stopped drinking the Crown, so we were pretty hammered by this time.

Next, comes the interesting time of the evening. Two seperate events had me thinking that I might actually have to call Ol' Richard Pittman (criminal defense attorney in Tuscaloosa) to keep me out of trouble in Tuscaloosa. The first incident included my wife who confronted an extremely drunk LSU fan who was hanging all over a young lady in the bar. She noticed that this guy was groping and dancing on this girl apparently who did not know how to tell this guy to stop. Well, Mrs. Purple Tiger has no patience for this foolishness and proceeded to tell the drunken slob to get off the girl and get lost. She took hold of the girl and placed her in front of us out of the way of the groping arms of mr. drunk. He looked like he wanted to make an issue of it briefly. He thought better of it and stumbled away. We dodged that bullet, because I would have had to step in front of mr. drunk if he had made any move toward my wife. Being kicked out or arrested pre-game night would have sucked immensely.

Next, we had an incident involving my Florida brother-in-law's wife. She was hanging out in her own little available space when mr. tall drunk guy shows up. J. said that this guy seemed to know every Bammer in our vicinity. Well, he starts dancing and promptly begins to elbow and hit her. She elbows him right back. Needless to say, he did not enjoy this too much. He turns around and starts to yell at her. Well, brother-in-law turns around behind him and asks Bammer friend Shane if he has his back to make sure no one sucker punches him in the event of a brawl. Tami was able to handle her own business and mr. tall drunk guy, evidently intimidated by Tami's demeanor, backs down and leaves her alone. My wife and I left shortly after these two incidents knowing that the next day was going to be long and hard. We got back to the RV and went to sleep. So ends our first day of the Tuscaloosa trip.

Since this was such a long post, I'll post gameday later.