My Weekend…From HELL!!!1!!1
So, I won tickets for the Cubs-Rockies game in Chicago on Friday. My seats were on top of a building across the street and it was fully catered with free food and alcohol the entire game. Quite obviously I was excited for this and even planned to see a few friends on Saturday before returning to Des Moines on Sunday. This sounded like a peach of a weekend but sadly, it was not to be, here is what transpired…
I awoke early Friday and went to meet my cousin Kiel and leave town. By the time we left Iowa City, I was starting to feel a little quesy. When we stopped for gas proir to entering Illinois, I was feeling pretty bad and got a water and some pepto. By the time we hit the first tollbooth I had make an emergency stop as I deposited my last nights dinner on the highway for all to see. This occured again before entering Chicago. Since I am not only a diehard Cubs, but a sucker for all things free, I tried as hard as I could to make it through the game. Unfortunately, I was on my knees in the public bathroom after every inning as my stomach refused to keep anything from the last month in it. Kiel and I left after the fourth inning and went to his friend Jamie’s where we had planned to stay (keep in mind I have never met Jamie but show up on her doorstep turning every toilet into an esophagal Jackson Pollack).
Now when we left the game, the Cubs were down by eight runs which helped hasten my exit. When the game ended, the Northside boys had completed there second largest comeback in team history. I continued my gastric mishaps the rest of the afternoon and slept around 15 hours. Saturday was all recovery and I missed another day of gorgious weather and drunken chicanery. So all in all, I missed out on a game at Wrigley, free booze, and I was sicker than I’ve ever been in my life. I don’t want your pity, only ticket for the next Cubs game…
