Saturday, October 13, 2007

Bar Hopping the Methow

Our goal was simple.
See all Sunday NFL games.
Another early start.

First stop, Twisp Brewpub. Nice place, only one TV. We would have to settle ourselves with watching the hated Pittsburg Steelers pummel the Hawks. At least the breakfast was good. Steak and egg burrito with french toast. And a bloody mary, obviously.

Hoping to shake off the bad mojo, we moved on to the saloon in Winthrop. I switched to gin and tonics. Most of the players on my fantasy team played on Monday, so I watched as my oppenent slowly racked up 80 points to my 26. I ordered more drinks. Steve was obviously going to win but he kept whining anyway. I hypocritically told him to STFU, which drew stares from the family with young children.

Where to watch the late game?
Lightbulb.
Let's go up to Sun Mountain and pretend we're staying there.
I'm idea person (planning and follow thru...not so much.) I have alot of ideas. But this turned out to be the best fucking idea I've had in a year. Better even than... than... ok I can't really think of anything, but it was pimp.


They were watching baseball in the lounge so the bartender suggested we go to the TV room. We had it all to ourselves! We ordered drinks and a burger and they brought them to us even though we were obviously trespassers! It was sweet! Watching Madden and Michaels, sipping wine and beer, and looking down over the valley just like the rich people. Unlike rich people, I had snuck in Patron in a Talking Rain bottle, so I intermittently stole limes from the bar and we took a shot every time Madden looked like he was going to have a heart attack, which is pretty often. Greg Jennings (one of my WR) came thru nicely with 14 points. We really warmed up to our interloper status and took over the game room as well.



Steve may suck at leg wrestling but his ping pong skillz are undeniable. He really knows how to handle his balls. Although, you can clearly see he is cheating in the pic by hiding the ball during the serve. He won all three games. He almost beat me at foosball too but I made a furious comeback by randomly twirling the rods really fast.

Nothing like driving down a really dark, winding, steep road after several shots of tequilla. I managed. I probably burned it off with the ping pong. That's what I told myself.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Inspired is all I can say!!!!

Sun Mountain Lodge is the ultimate place to slum it!

What a day of highs and lows! Good food and a bad game at the TRP, then some bar where they never did figure out there was someone in the bar looking to get served. A walk over to the saloon to finish the afternoon game. Hit the wall, contemplate a nap but hit the candy/fudge place for chocolate and Diet Coke. Rally big time, do some window shopping and then head to SML. Awesome food, drinks and view! Watch a game with the sound on, what a concept. Then the highlight, ping pong!!!! Don't think I've ever seen you that giddy, well maybe the Hoodie!

Thanks for gettin me off the mountain safely darlin'!!