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The Friday night game plan: Go out get some drinks at the bar early, be back and to bed by midnight so the early morning tailgate isn't so hard...the damn Friday night plan never works.

We hit the Airliner sometime around 8 Friday night. We got out of there with a good buzz by 10:30 to head back to the guys' apartment. (on the way back I saw some of the most impressive female projectile vomits to date) The Andy and I went over to his old digs, The Ocho, where his sister Emily and plenty others were having a few drinks. This is the part where The Andy really fucked up, he sees a bottle of Apple Pucker...needless to say that entire bottle and a couple mixed drinks were dominated before we headed back to his place. Of course we wouldn't stop when we got back, the party came with us. I'm not sure if I didn't have my camera or if I just had to much to drink but I didn't take any pictures Friday night.

Saturday:
After about 4 hours of sleep my hangover forcefully convinced me that I needed to puke while I was taking a shower at 6 AM. Traffic was retarded so we didn't get to our parking spot until about 7. Not more than an hour into our tailgate we decided to test one of the more burning questions on the mind of ever Iowa City drinker..

Somehow I was talked into leaving for the game MUCH earlier than usual, we got there with 45 minutes on the clock. Do you know how many beers I could have drank in that time Andy? It's ok I guess, we did get pretty good seats for a clown stopping that we all knew was well deserved.

(the last couple pics before the scoreboard are a shout out for the Crew Hawks, one of my previously enjoyed professions. Big Mick and his long lost dad "All Day" Randy McCray are featured.)

After watching some other college football and a quick nap it was once again time to hit the sauce. Joe and I made the executive decision that the bars were going to be packed as hell so we opted for apartment drinking until 4 am instead. Apparently the tailgate did it in for The Andy and Nick had some homework to do, but Emily was in for some drinking games with Joe and I. (notice Joe's subtle shirt change from a pink "You've been a bad girl...now go to my room" shirt to another pink shirt featuring "rub it rub it.")