CuseTroop
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Holy heck... what a weekend. I pulled the trigger on this trip back in like January, and spent the time between then and now wondering how an east coast weekend trip would go...
Left Fairbanks Friday morning at 1am. 4 hour layover in Seattle, 2 hours in Chicago (was supposed to be one), and bam, landed at Laguardia around 9pm Friday night. prolly about a half hour car ride to the hotel, and it was game on.
Met my group in the lobby bar, hugs, high fives all around. Ran into bees right away as well. Ran upstairs, but my luggage away, gave myself a quick wink in the mirror, and I headed back down to the bar to get this weekend started.
First thing I noticed when I got down there, man, the service was horrible.. Being what I consider a professional drinker, I spend a ton of time in bars. I understand a busy bar, I've grown very patient. I never yell to the bartender, I don't like to wave my hands at them, they will see me, and get to me when they can... Well, that mentality got me ignored for an hour. I finally got his attention, and ordered two at a time. Once he saw me that first time, it got a little better, and every time he was on my side of the bar I had pounded those two, and was ready for two more.. About 3 of those times, I'd order two drinks, he'd walk to make them, forget, and start taking other orders. He'd come back to me and say "Would you like anything?" I'd say "remember those two jack and cokes we talked about earlier?" "oh wow, that was a while ago" he'd say.. no dude. no .
Everyone was either having issues with the bartender, or the waitstaff.. and a manager was only present when someone was freaking out.. I imagine many emails will be written this week.
My group all headed to bed and left me under the care of Bees and OburgOrange. Not sure how long we sat there, but I think it was a while, and we had lots to chat and laugh about. good times.
Not really sure what happened after that. I ended up in some room.. Dude had those bad a## orange glasses on. Pretty sure we were doing shots of fireball, idk. Made it to my room, called the girl, and headed to bed.
Up at 7am Saturday morning. Showered, caught a good breakfast downstairs, and my group was ready to rock. We had all made plans to meet up in lot E, but somehow my group ended up in lot D. we got set up, and I had my first vodka redbull at 8. Met a ton of great people.
Headed over to find the cusefan.com folks, easy to spot with the flag pole. Saw Orange79, tomcat, jeremy, cuseregular, and many more. Cuseregular was walking around with some banging food, but I was too worried about my beer drinking stomach, so I declined.. aka, i'm an idiot.. It seriously looked amazing.
Metlife is an amazing stadium. We were right on the 50, had access to the chase lounge, it was pretty solid. Weather held up for us, it was pretty solid.
Not going to comment on the game, I have a meeting in 8 minutes. Got into a shouting match with some fans below us.. I was sticking up for my buddy.. Some names were called. Felt bad a little while later, went down and made good.
A coworker text me, she had a friend at the game, so I met him at half for a drink.
Everything gets a little hazy from here. Went back for more tailgating after the game. Couldn't find the cusefan.com folks again. Went to BWWs for the marshal game after. My group went to bed after that, and I hung in the hotel lobby again. Don't remember much of that.
Last thing I remember, I met a wedding party somewhere. Young navy kid. They had pizza, and gave me a slice. Next thing I know, I wake up, fully clothed, in my bed. tried to shower. Still hammered, slipped and fell. My right knee has a massive bruise.
Threw up in the airport. had hot flashes and cold sweats the whole way to Dallas. It didn't get better the rest of the flights. Newark - dallas- anchorage- home. About 14 hours.
Still super hungover. Started drinking at 8am, until? had to have been well after midnight. Idk.. ughh.
Heading into this meeting. I'll try to fill in the blanks later.. If i missed ya, let me know.
I did see someone Friday night briefly.. He was sitting at a table in the bar with his family.. I knew I recognized him from here, but by time I came back from dropping off my bags, he was gone. I owe ya a drink.
Left Fairbanks Friday morning at 1am. 4 hour layover in Seattle, 2 hours in Chicago (was supposed to be one), and bam, landed at Laguardia around 9pm Friday night. prolly about a half hour car ride to the hotel, and it was game on.
Met my group in the lobby bar, hugs, high fives all around. Ran into bees right away as well. Ran upstairs, but my luggage away, gave myself a quick wink in the mirror, and I headed back down to the bar to get this weekend started.
First thing I noticed when I got down there, man, the service was horrible.. Being what I consider a professional drinker, I spend a ton of time in bars. I understand a busy bar, I've grown very patient. I never yell to the bartender, I don't like to wave my hands at them, they will see me, and get to me when they can... Well, that mentality got me ignored for an hour. I finally got his attention, and ordered two at a time. Once he saw me that first time, it got a little better, and every time he was on my side of the bar I had pounded those two, and was ready for two more.. About 3 of those times, I'd order two drinks, he'd walk to make them, forget, and start taking other orders. He'd come back to me and say "Would you like anything?" I'd say "remember those two jack and cokes we talked about earlier?" "oh wow, that was a while ago" he'd say.. no dude. no .
Everyone was either having issues with the bartender, or the waitstaff.. and a manager was only present when someone was freaking out.. I imagine many emails will be written this week.
My group all headed to bed and left me under the care of Bees and OburgOrange. Not sure how long we sat there, but I think it was a while, and we had lots to chat and laugh about. good times.
Not really sure what happened after that. I ended up in some room.. Dude had those bad a## orange glasses on. Pretty sure we were doing shots of fireball, idk. Made it to my room, called the girl, and headed to bed.
Up at 7am Saturday morning. Showered, caught a good breakfast downstairs, and my group was ready to rock. We had all made plans to meet up in lot E, but somehow my group ended up in lot D. we got set up, and I had my first vodka redbull at 8. Met a ton of great people.
Headed over to find the cusefan.com folks, easy to spot with the flag pole. Saw Orange79, tomcat, jeremy, cuseregular, and many more. Cuseregular was walking around with some banging food, but I was too worried about my beer drinking stomach, so I declined.. aka, i'm an idiot.. It seriously looked amazing.
Metlife is an amazing stadium. We were right on the 50, had access to the chase lounge, it was pretty solid. Weather held up for us, it was pretty solid.
Not going to comment on the game, I have a meeting in 8 minutes. Got into a shouting match with some fans below us.. I was sticking up for my buddy.. Some names were called. Felt bad a little while later, went down and made good.
A coworker text me, she had a friend at the game, so I met him at half for a drink.
Everything gets a little hazy from here. Went back for more tailgating after the game. Couldn't find the cusefan.com folks again. Went to BWWs for the marshal game after. My group went to bed after that, and I hung in the hotel lobby again. Don't remember much of that.
Last thing I remember, I met a wedding party somewhere. Young navy kid. They had pizza, and gave me a slice. Next thing I know, I wake up, fully clothed, in my bed. tried to shower. Still hammered, slipped and fell. My right knee has a massive bruise.
Threw up in the airport. had hot flashes and cold sweats the whole way to Dallas. It didn't get better the rest of the flights. Newark - dallas- anchorage- home. About 14 hours.
Still super hungover. Started drinking at 8am, until? had to have been well after midnight. Idk.. ughh.
Heading into this meeting. I'll try to fill in the blanks later.. If i missed ya, let me know.
I did see someone Friday night briefly.. He was sitting at a table in the bar with his family.. I knew I recognized him from here, but by time I came back from dropping off my bags, he was gone. I owe ya a drink.
