The thing that I love most about Brewers fans is their ability to travel. The Brewers can't go on a road trip without someone from Wisconsin taking their vacation around wanting to see them play. While other teams may have larger fan bases, the Brewers fans are as loyal as anyone. They're like really good stalkers. I like to travel with the team myself, but I prefer to spend my money on multiple games spread across the season as opposed to spending a lot on a single series. Another thing I love? Drinking. That's why I try to take the trip down to Wrigley for at least one game a year. I'm still traveling with the team, it doesn't affect my Brewer game budget and I can drink heavily. About a month ago I picked Thursday's 1:20 game as the perfect opportunity to make my annual trip and got four bleacher tickets because I wanted sun. My crew for this day was my buddy Oscar (Brewers fan) and two other buddies (Cubs fans). We all had the simplest of instructions, prepare to get legendary.
So you say that you are sick of me? Well, I am sick of you too! You say that you want this "stunt" to be over? Well, I want your stunt to be over!
Look dudes I got better things to do than sit around on my computer and clickity-clack on the keyboard about baseball all day. I could go out and, you know, SLEEP WITH WOMEN. I am not a nerd blogger like you guys living in your moms basement. I like to go out and drink and sleep with chicks and update my fantasy team. I like to drive my BMW with the top down listening to Soulja Boy as loud as it goes. I could be shopping at American Eagle right now instead of writing on this stupid blog. I could be drinking a dub rum d (double rum and diet to the uninitiated) at a strip club getting a lap dance right now. Instead I am writing on the internet about baseball? No thanks. Baseball is dumb anyways. I prefer football. Not only that, but I have the best fantasy team ever this year. Check out my roster. Continue reading →
I don't know about you guys, but I LOVE the t-shirts they sell outside of a Cubs game. I can just sit there and read them and laugh all day long. Except that they don't allow drinking on the street so I just take a quick glance at them and go inside the bar. Anyways there are a lot of excellent ones out there and I just wanted to show you my top 5 so you know which ones to buy me. :))
Fukudome has kinda been a letdown, but this shirt still makes me laugh every time.
Some people prefer the "Pujols mows Wrigley" shirt, but I think this one is perfect. Ozzie just looks like he mows lawns.
I don't know what I love more about this shirt, the fact that it exists or the fact that I am able to buy it.
Because sausage is another word for penis lol.
Get it? Pujols, POO HOLES? HAHAHA.
Best. Shirt. Ever.
Well, yesterday I promised you a very special guest writer today and here he is, HARRY CARAY!!!!!! Also, follow me on twitter!
Hello again everybody and welcome to the Miller Park Drunk game preview of the, uh, Cubs and Brewers live from, uh, Wrigley Field. *coughs* Lemme tell ya, being dead is tough business. Ho lemme tell ya. It a beautiful day for baseball here at Wrigley Field and the Cubs look to win their second straight against the Milwaukee Brewers. Boy could I go for another cold Budweiser right now, Steve. I remember one time we were in Milwaukee when I was announcing for the White Sox, lemme tell ya I had one too many Budweisers and I woke up in a place that, uh, I couldn't even pronounce the name of but it had those two, uh, those two dots over a couple of the letters and the worst part about it was I had no pants on! Holy cow. I much prefer to sleep in my own bed, but I guess that's what happens when you take a pill given to you by a stranger. Speaking of strangers, Steve, this woman came up to me that night and she told me she was a big Cubbies fan and then grabbed my package. She says to me, she says "Harry" and I said, "yes" and she says "is that your package in my hand?" and I looked her straight in the eye and says to her I says "It could be. It might be. It is!" I'm just pulling your chain there Steve. Man am I glad I was dead for that Bartman thing.
Hopefully the Cubs can get a win tonight and send some of these fans home happy. You know what makes me happy? Those Asian massage parlors, ho-ly cowww. Let's get some runs!
Hello there Walk Off Walk reader, how are you doing today? I see that you have found us via the website Walk Off Walk and their popular post "Miller Park Drunk Sells Out to Corporate Overlords from Chicago".
I just wanted to say hello and tell you a few things about myself. My name is Chad Trixie and I work in some sort of financial field. I am from the suburb of Schaumburg, but prefer to tell everyone (especially at the Big Ten college I attended) that I am from Chicago. I drive a Range Rover, which I am thinking of trading in for one of those hybrids. My favorite Cub of all time is without a doubt Ryne Sandberg. I, perhaps ironically(?), enjoy drinking Old Style even when I am not at games and I'm definitely not afraid to show up at work hungover. I'm just a regular guy.
Despite what you might think about me I am not a "corporate overlord" in this to make money. I just enjoy writing about baseball and thought this blog would be a good way to do it. In a lot of ways I am like the Cubs ownership in that I am committed to winning. I spent what it took to acquire this blog and I might lose some money, but I come from money so it's not like I need this to support myself, my dad made enough money for me to never work again which allows me to express myself creatively.
So don't expect the website to immediately turn into an ad factory. It will still be the same old Miller Park Drunk you have known and loved. I just might write about the Cubs a little bit too. If you don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that.
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