Thursday was the big golf/baseball day.
I get up at 5:15 and am on the road to park near the interstate by 6:00. At 6:30 adubya picks me up with balderdash and Network and the first thing on our minds is the Brewers and how Bush gave up back to back to back to back home runs the previous night! OK - the Brewers are setting a major league record on getting hit by pitches and Bush gives up four straight home runs and he never brushed anyone back? DUDE!!!!
Did you see what he did after home run #4? HE BENT OVER AND GRABBED HIS ANKLES! I tell ya - if my 82 year old mom would have come up after 3 straight home runs . . .sorry mom . . your ass is hitting the dirt!! As luck would have it my mom does not play major league baseball.
After we dispense Bush bashing we head towards golf land in Pewaukee. The name Pewaukee comes the American Indian name of Pee-wauk-ee-wee-nick which means dusty water.
Anyway - we get to Western Lakes Golf Course and I fear there will be no practice at all. For me this is like runnign sprints and not even warming up! In fact I don't even have time to pee. I get out of the SUV, and BAM, we're on the tee. I take one practice swing and we off.
It's a pretty course, not awesome like The Irish Course at Whistling Straits or The Bull but very pretty. The sun is out and the course is very wet. I immediately struggle with everything and I will not go into my game on this blog. I have DJs camera and have learned that I should play golf or take photos, not both because if I'm looking for photos my golf game suffers.
I should have taken photos as my golf game could actually not suffer anymore then it did! I did take one photo.
It was hot. The temp was near 90 and the dew point was 70 and not a breath of wind. I guarantee we did not drink enough water. Adubya after 9 holes had a par every hole I believe, balderdash was struggling and Network was just hitting his cute little 170 yard drives down the middle and playing perfect course management, I hated him for that. Me? I was flailing left, right, wrong and 3 putting every hole. It was brutal.
On the back nine adubya have come back down to earth, balderdash had righted his sinking ship, Network continued to be cute and I had given up and was still flailing and 3 putting.
18 holes over - it was fun. We're all soaking wet and peel off our shirts for dry shirts and put on sandals and so forth. Into the air conditioned SUV truck thing and even though it's cool inside we all continue to sweat for another 15 minutes. Off to Miller Park to sit outside for another 5 hours.
We arrive a while later and once parked we start the tradition of craft beer chugging before we enter the stadium. One of the lads complains that his underwear is soaking wet with sweat and he decides it's time to change out of them.
Adubya says "that ass isn't touching my seats" so we open the doors and the unknown flamer proceeds to go commando! I won't say who it is.
hmmmm - can I see any reflection in the window behind Commando-man? (could this be a new nickname)?
We get inside and I am being guided to a part of Miller Park I have never seen. The secret part no one talks about yet all can buy tickets to this area. The Club boxes.
Air Conditioned , carpets, actual bars.
The food in that section is GREAT!! Much better then the normal Miller Park food for the same price.
So we're watching the game and sweat is just being sucked out of our bodies and floating into space. We were in the shade and after the 1st inning we noticed that the sun part of the stands,which were FULL, now seemed to be clearing our either through the death of the seat holder or for fear of being mistaken for deep fried bacon and eaten by drunk people.
This is from our seats.
As soon as shade touched the seats they would fill back in.
So the game goes on and after a while balderdash leaves to find his friends and flaunt his commando-ness I guess and I get up to just wander around at this new area I have never seen in Miller Park and adubya and Network stay so they can drink my beer that I had left.
I wander around and try to get into a couple of the club house boxes saying I was just looking around but people sort of stared at me like I was some sort of alien or something so that did not work out very well.
ANYWAY - the game comes to a conclusion and the Brewers are victorious and we file out to the preferred parking which I can not fathom WHY you would not want preferred parking. It costs more but you get out an hour faster.
We get to the black SUV which has been in the sun for the last 5 hours and as we open the door . OH MY GOD!!! Four sets of tee-shirts, socks and something that formally looked like underwear have been stewing and growing. I believe adubya will have to try to sell his vehicle.
AC goes on and we hold our breathes for the next 15 minutes and I believe we just got used to the stench.
It's decided that we will stop at some dive bar in Delefield. Everybody is excited because I have never "experienced" this bar. Oh BOY - I hope they have Miller or Bud!
THEY DO!!! THEY DO HAVE MILLER or BUD - what a lucky lucky guy I am.
I am totally underwhelmed by the dive-ness as it's just a regular bar. Actually nice with lots of windows (to through people out of I guess).
We sit and drink water and M M M Miller (gag) and after an uneventful visit leave. At least I was able to water up some of the 6 gallons I had lost during the day.
The ride back to Madison was filled with stories and hairband music and that is about it.
Later that night I felt sick and zonked out for a while but all is good now.
It was a blast and I'm 3-0 in Brewer games with Axford getting two saves and Hoffman one so far this year.
Maybe next year I'll have more photos! It was a subdued event because of the heat I believe.