Off-Base August 16th, 2010
It's come to my attention that there are many of you who would really like to go to Miller Park Drunk's Pants Party, but you have already purchased tickets to the 8/29 Brewers game. It would be stupid of you to buy a ticket to a game that you already have tickets for and I don't blame you, but what if I told you there was a way you could come? What if I told you that for only $10 you could come and drink with these people and eat these amazing foods, is that something you'd be interested in? It's going to be a great party featuring writers from Brew Crew Ball, Wezen Ball, Disciples of Uecker, Fangraphs and Alcoholmanac Magazine, a veritable who's who of Brewers/baseball/magazine you read at the bar because you were bored writers. Plus, there will be beer and food for you to eat. Lots of it. You could even win something.
I know what you're thinking "I don't know $10 seems a little steep. I could get a brat and 1/4th of a beer inside the park for $10." and you would have a point (it's more like 1/5th), but I think that it will be worth it for you to come. The food is going to be amazing, there is going to be way too much beer for our own good, the people are going to be cool (like me, I have a blog on the internet so I must be cool), we're going to be giving away stuff, we'll have bags and other drinking games (Catchphrase anyone?) and it's not like you have anything better to do before the game. Like I've said before every dollar we get is going back into the party so your money will be put to good use, whether it's scoring some blow, making extra Drunken Polish Sausage Mac N Cheese or adding another keg of beer. Space is really limited on these so hurry up and buy your passes if you want to party with us, but leave before we get too drunk and embarrass you. It's going to be fun. We promise.
Ten bucks, join us.
Off-Base August 13th, 2010
Here's where we stand, right now:
I tried to convince you to go with a list of the five people you'll meet at the party. It was kind of funny.
Then I tried to convince you with our excellent menu. This sort of worked.
Finally, I had Tyler Maas do another guest post today about why you should attend. It was classic Tyler, good too.
Which brings us to now. I've only got a few tickets left and I can't think of anything else to say to convince you to go. We have beer. We have food. We have really cool people to talk to. We have math nerds to pick on. It's going to be a nice day (you hear that God? It's going to be a nice day motherf@*#$r!) and Sundays at Miller Park are the best. It's got a decent price and it's a bobblehead game. That's all there really is to it. I don't know what else to say about it that hasn't already been said.
I'm going to leave this link up for tonight and the rest of the weekend and I sincerely hope you buy a ticket. Not because I want to make money off of this (I'm putting every dime we make right back into the party. More money=more food, beer and prizes), but because I want you to have a good time. This blog has been one of the best things in my life for over a year now (right behind alcohol and hentai porn) and I want to give back to the people who like it. That's it. I want to party with you and if you do we are going to have a good time, even if it kills me (and by me, I mean my liver).
If we sell all our tickets, great. If we sell more than we have, we'll get more and that will also be great. If we don't sell any more, that's fine too. The people who come will have a tailgate to remember. They will love it. If you like this site, you should really consider coming to this event because it's going to rock. If you miss it, you will regret it later. Trust me. I've been wrong about a lot of things on this site (for instance I traded Corey Hart a month ago), but on this one I know that I'm right. We're going to have a lot of fun. Join us.
Have a good weekend.
Beer. Food. Ticket.
Yesterday Larry Granville of Wezen Ball chimed in on his attendance to Miller Park Drunk's Pants Party and today Tyler Maas does the same. These two well respected writers (well, at least Larry is respected) will be attending as well as popular bloggers from Fangraphs, BrewCrewBall and Disciples of Uecker. It's kind of a big deal, but you don't have to be a Brewers blogger to go. No, all you need to do is buy a ticket. There are less than twenty left and I would really like to sell the rest to readers like you instead of barflies from my local tavern. At least you guys won't come up to me every time you see me and be like "Hey, remember that time we went to the Brewers game together? That was awesome" and then have nothing else to say because we're not actually friends and you know nothing about me. I hate people like that. You guys though? You're my people. Now buy a ticket.
I’m sure the near dozen of you Miller Park Drunk readers out there were filled with a lot of different questions when my presence at the inaugural MPD Pants Party was announced last month. Of them: “What’s a Tyler Maas … should I know him?”, “Why hasn’t he updated Doctors of Za in forever?” and “Why is Tyler Maas going to the Pants Party?”
While I cannot offer you clear answers for the first two questions, I sure as shit can chime in on the third. Allow me to answer that question—Why is Tyler Maas going to the Pants Party?—with another question. Why wouldn’t I go to the Pants Party? (do you see how I turned that around on you?)
If that Ginsu-sharp witticism isn’t enough to explain why some random dude who, of late, is referenced here more than he actually blogs about baseball, then here are a few more reasons why I will be—and you should be—picking up the slacks (double entendre) in Pants Party attendance. These reasons appear in no particular order, excluding importance to me. Read the rest of this entry »
Last night the Brewers saw a pretty cool record take place. No, I'm not talking about becoming only the seventh team in history to give up four straight homeruns in an inning. That'd be stupid. Why would I want to talk about that? HUH? WHY!? MY PARENTS GOT DIVORCED WHEN I WAS A KID DO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT THAT TOO!? (*takes deep breath, hugs Teddy Ruxpin*)
No, what I am talking about is Prince Fielder starting his 300th consecutive game. He already broke Robin Yount's 274 game streak earlier this season, but you know how baseball is with it's big round numbers and 300 just sounds better than 274. Coming on a week in which we saw the Brewers roll out an outfield of Alcides Escobar, Joe Inglett and Lorenzo Cain because of injuries to Braun and Hart, it becomes even more impressive. I mean, if you put Braun, Fielder and Hart in a lineup and asked someone to pick the healthiest of the three would anyone pick Prince? Anyone? Yet, that's the way it's been for over two years now. In fact, since becoming a Brewer Prince Fielder has never spent anytime on the DL and the least amount of games he's played in a full season is 157. Since 2006 Prince has appeared in 751 of a possible 763 games. Seriously. Prince is the shit, yo. Read the rest of this entry »
I want you to come to my party. I really do. We have a great menu, there is going to be beer and there are going to be lots of fun and interesting people for you to talk to. One of these people is my good friend Lar from the incomparable wezen-ball. He is going to the party and he wants you to too. He was even nice enough to write this post for us, convincing you to go. He's really smart. You should listen to him.
I don’t know about you, but I’m one of those baseball fans who just has to be in my seat at first pitch. Even when I’m tailgating, if I have any control of when the group gets into the ballpark, I do everything I can to get everyone moving towards the stadium well before first pitch. If that means cooling the charcoal down at 12:30 and throwing the folding chairs in the trunk at 12:45, it’s what I’m going to do. There’s just a simple joy in being comfortably in your seat by the time the Brewers run onto the field. It beats racing up the ramp or impatiently riding the escalator to your seat any day of the week. I’m sure the fact that I like to keep score for all nine innings - and that I never leave a game early, for fear of missing out on the greatest comeback of all time - plays an important part in all that.
But the Pants Party is coming up in two weeks, and with all the excellent food that is being offered and the promise of fascinating, intelligent company - or, at the least, a group of people who like to drink, eat brats, watch Brewers baseball, and complain about Anthony Witrado - that first inning fetish is going to be tested. What happens if I’m on my third chorizo quesadilla with a side of drunken Polish mac’n’cheese and a cup of Riverwest Stein in my hand while chatting and I realize that the game is about to start? Or, even worse, I hear the fireworks going off signalling the start of the bottom of the first? Do I freak out, throw my brat and beer down on the ground and hightail it across the bridge over to Miller Park? Or do I instead try to practice the Midwestern version of zen baseball and just let it slide?
In order to help me ignore choice 1 and instead focus on choice B, I offer this list of why the first inning sucks and why we should all be okay with missing it. After all, if I’m missing that first inning, there’s no way you’re going to be able to tear yourself away from my fascinating conversation and hightail it over there yourself: Read the rest of this entry »