1.31.2013

I have had Tennessee Titan's season tickets going on 13 years now. Every year we try to go to at least one game because we have such a great time in Nashville. We now know all the local hangouts and the best place to get real Southern BBQ. Mmmm, mmmm, mmmmm! We also know exactly which places to avoid (Coyote Ugly) unless you are into shit-hole dives with drunk 20 somethings tending bar AND who lack the intelligence to get a simple drink order correct EVEN THOUGH there are only 8 people in the bar. *Whew* I may have some residual pent up hostility. When they started what they called "the show" consisting of body shots off total strangers we realized clearly we were in the wrong bar or just needed to drink more.... elsewhere. Plus I feared I may end up needing a Penicillin prescription from putting my mouth on the glass I was given. The place was straight up country skank ghetto.

I still had one game open and it just happened to be New Year's Eve weekend so we thought maybe it would be cool to go. Then we did a little research and discovered that Nashville has a HUGE celebration on Broadway. Sold!

Some friends of ours, unbeknownst to us, had planned to go that same weekend to watch his alum NC State play in the Music City Bowl. So, what the hell, might as well go to that game too! So we joined The Wolfpack for one afternoon. 


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