CUBS GAME

Wednesday, August 20th

So every year Chad buys a crap load of tickets to a game in July/August. This year Steve, Jill and I joined them. It ends up being Chad, about six Firefighters, my cousin Jeff and anyone else who wants to join in.

Steve was already in Chicago Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday for a work conference. So I drove down to Milwaukee and picked up Jill. We drove to Chicago checked into our hotel and went to O'Hare to pick up Steve at his hotel. We proceeded to drive to Wrigley Field to meet up with the gang.

I love this....

Once we parked we ended up at the Cubby Bear for a few drinks before the game. Once the gates opened we headed to the bleachers to claim our spots.... great seats in center field.

Cubby Bear

Cousin Jeff and me

Chad and Jill

Steve and me

Jill and me

Drunk and me

Chad, Jill and me

Jeff and Jill

So we proceeded to have our hot dogs, nachos, peanuts and a few beers (check out Jill's stack of cups in the pictures).

FF Jim, Jill and me

We started to get a bit giddy (dang beers)

Steve and Jill

We are pretty much drunk here

Big bro and me

Then the game ended and we headed to Murphy's Bleachers. Ended up staying for one and then proceeded to Sluggers.

Cubs ended up loosing the game if you wanted to know. Ask any of us and we couldn't tell you how. Too much talking, drinking, and hanging out with our new bleacher buddies.

On our way we ran into an old friend.....

Harry Caray, Jill, me, Chad and Mike

Harry and his girls

Lets go back in time.... McDonalds... this is the McD's that we would park at when we were kids when we would go to games.

Jill and me and the famous sign

Steve and me and the famous sign

Jill and a guy who was hitting on her. So picture this.... Jill sitting at the bar and this guy starts hitting on her. All is good but then if you looked to Jill's right there was Chad, Jeff, Steve, me and two other members of our group staring at them. No phone number given.

So after leaving the bar at 2:30am we decided to grab a bite to eat at Clarks. Then it was off to the hotel.... luckily the others sobered up before we left.... I on the other hand passed out in the car on the way to the hotel. Woke up just as we pulled in (3:30am) and proceeded to the room, crawled into bed and passed out once again. Woke up the next morning feeling great... no seriously I felt great, no headache, no puking, nothing... just a bit hungry.

Ah... can't wait for next year!!