The view from the party porch in left field at our last game of the weekend. Good times, gentlemen. Good damn times. These photos and captions will make a lot more sense if you actually start at the bottom and work your way back up.
And the intensity!
Note the excitement.
At our favorite watering hole, Rula Bula.
Dining at the Claim Jumper. Steaks all around. I'd like it on record that Conrad polished off his usual bowl (not cup) of clam chowder, 16 oz. filet, mashed potatoes, AND an entire blueberry muffin.
That's right, Conrad actually fell asleep on the way to dinner...with is arms in that position. We are waiting in the K-Mart parking lot while Cruiser runs in to get himself a Saturday Night polo shirt. Look out, ladies!
I somehow played the best pool game of my life on this trip. As you can see, I have just sealed the deal.
The only photo of all us together as seen from the Miller Lite Party Porch.
You can't beat a Waffle House for breakfast.
The Annual Caught-You-Sleeping Photo.
Our room was designated as a Non-Smoking room, but just in case, they went ahead and posted a sign in the room itself...on the bottom of an ashtray. Is it just me, or are they sending mixed signals here?
There's Conradical.
I didn't spill beer on myself until the 7th inning thank you very much.
There he is, The Dominican Minotaur, Vladimir Guerrero himself!!
Here we are outside of Tempe Diablo Stadium on Day One. Conrad is taking the photo.
This is Kory's handheld GPS device that also acts as a translator. Here, The Cruiser demonstrates how to say "Two draft beers, please" en espanol.
This was our rental car, a Pontiac Vibe. Not much for horsepower, but she cornered like she was on rails!
The view from the party porch in left field at our last game of the weekend. Good times, gentlemen. Good damn times. These photos and captions will make a lot more sense if you actually start at the bottom and work your way back up.
And the intensity!
Note the excitement.
At our favorite watering hole, Rula Bula.
Dining at the Claim Jumper. Steaks all around. I'd like it on record that Conrad polished off his usual bowl (not cup) of clam chowder, 16 oz. filet, mashed potatoes, AND an entire blueberry muffin.
That's right, Conrad actually fell asleep on the way to dinner...with is arms in that position. We are waiting in the K-Mart parking lot while Cruiser runs in to get himself a Saturday Night polo shirt. Look out, ladies!
I somehow played the best pool game of my life on this trip. As you can see, I have just sealed the deal.
The only photo of all us together as seen from the Miller Lite Party Porch.
You can't beat a Waffle House for breakfast.
The Annual Caught-You-Sleeping Photo.
Our room was designated as a Non-Smoking room, but just in case, they went ahead and posted a sign in the room itself...on the bottom of an ashtray. Is it just me, or are they sending mixed signals here?
There's Conradical.
I didn't spill beer on myself until the 7th inning thank you very much.
There he is, The Dominican Minotaur, Vladimir Guerrero himself!!
Here we are outside of Tempe Diablo Stadium on Day One. Conrad is taking the photo.
This is Kory's handheld GPS device that also acts as a translator. Here, The Cruiser demonstrates how to say "Two draft beers, please" en espanol.
This was our rental car, a Pontiac Vibe. Not much for horsepower, but she cornered like she was on rails!
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You forgot the salad.
And a salad!
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