My Dirty Little Secret
That's right, I know all of you thought i was a straitlaced, upstanding citizen, but it's true. I have a dirty little secret. I sometimes enjoy...Arena football. I just got back from the Arizona Rattlers/ LA Avengers game at US Airways Arena in beautiful downtown Phoenix, and man was it fun. Once a year is probably plenty, but I do enjoy the white-trash-fest that is the Arena League. Some highlights (or lowlights) of the night:
* The personalized jersey two rows down from our seats: Number 8, "Chalupa"
* The drunken riots that nearly broke out every time something either good or bad happened to the home team.
* The Donkey Kick. Yep, it's just what it sounds like: a contest to see who could kick a stuffed donkey the furthest. Wow.
*The halftime "entertainment" (way to play fast and loose with the meaning of THAT word, guys!): The Dial (tm) Dancing Dads. A group of fortysomething white guys who performed several awkward dance numbers to various hip-hop hits, and then removed their jackets to reveal "Vote for Pedro" shirts and performed the Napolean Dynamite dance. Simply amazing, perhaps the best part of the game.
*Various vehicles and people on the field DURING play... always fun to hope for a Stanford Band situation.
*Being told, when I asked a security guard how to acquire the free Taco Bell Chalupas promised us by the announcer, "I dont know 'bout none of that, but Taco Bell sure has some good ones." So THAT'S where they are.
Fun times were had by all, especially my uncle and myself. Honestly, I dont give my uncle Lee enough credit. He is by far one of the funniest people that I know, and I have a blast every time I hang out with him. It must be something about the name, I just seem to click well with Lees.
In other news, go UCLA. That is all. I'm off to some baseball games tomorrow and Sunday, I may have more to say as the weekend progresses.
* The personalized jersey two rows down from our seats: Number 8, "Chalupa"
* The drunken riots that nearly broke out every time something either good or bad happened to the home team.
* The Donkey Kick. Yep, it's just what it sounds like: a contest to see who could kick a stuffed donkey the furthest. Wow.
*The halftime "entertainment" (way to play fast and loose with the meaning of THAT word, guys!): The Dial (tm) Dancing Dads. A group of fortysomething white guys who performed several awkward dance numbers to various hip-hop hits, and then removed their jackets to reveal "Vote for Pedro" shirts and performed the Napolean Dynamite dance. Simply amazing, perhaps the best part of the game.
*Various vehicles and people on the field DURING play... always fun to hope for a Stanford Band situation.
*Being told, when I asked a security guard how to acquire the free Taco Bell Chalupas promised us by the announcer, "I dont know 'bout none of that, but Taco Bell sure has some good ones." So THAT'S where they are.
Fun times were had by all, especially my uncle and myself. Honestly, I dont give my uncle Lee enough credit. He is by far one of the funniest people that I know, and I have a blast every time I hang out with him. It must be something about the name, I just seem to click well with Lees.
In other news, go UCLA. That is all. I'm off to some baseball games tomorrow and Sunday, I may have more to say as the weekend progresses.
posted by Fo Sho @ 11:20 PM
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