…the rest of the story
continued from previous post (posting two back to back, read the other one first if you haven’t already).
Monday was a big day for the Hawks, there was shit lined up all over South Beach for Hawkeye Fans. The Hawkeye Huddle was at the convention center then there was a Hawkeye after party at The Clevelander and a big deal party at Cameo where the doors opened at 9. Our crew, clueless as usual, was slow to get going. We piled 7 people in that Dodge Avenger and headed for South Beach and the Hawkeye Huddle. We got there an hour late (it was only 2 hours long) and they were already out of Bud Light, clearly they didn’t know what was coming that night in South Beach.
By the time we got to The Clevelander there was an hour long to pay for beer so we found some place called Mongos (I think) to entertain ourselves until Cameo was opening up. After a couple drinks Emily and I headed out to get some food since we hadn’t really eaten anything all day and left the Larry crew to do what they do.
Emily and I got into Cameo a few minutes after 9 and were some of the first ones in. I asked for a Bud Light and vodka tonic, and was rudely told that they don’t have Bud Light. I knew that was a bad sign. They had Dos Equis and Corona in the way of beer. A beer and mixed drink was $20, awesome. I forgot to mention that everything (seriously any food or drink) served in South Beach has an automatic gratuity added of 15-20% depending on the place. Even ordering a single beer has gratuity added on it, brutal for anyone used to Iowa City and townie bars.
While I sipped on my $8 beer and Emily sipped on her $12 mixed drink we checked the place out, nothing like Iowa City has ever seen. Just then the trio of Larrys walk in, Joe, Klobbo, and Lampe head straight to the middle and get their bottle service started for the night. The place was crazy with Hawkeye fans after about an hour. I started getting pretty weird in there (we eventually renamed weird to normal due to the fact that so much of the time we spent in Miami was weird) after midnight so Emily and I headed back to the hotel around 1. The trio got back to the room sometime around 5 I think and did some major treas hunting.
Of course not everyone had a great time when they got back from Cameo…
MBP got back around 6 I think, he posed Lampe and Klobbo in bed suggestively and had to tell us about it…
After about 10 minutes of telling us about it he leaned on the ironing board and smoked it, then passed out on his face at the end of the bed…
Finally Gameday!!!
Shopping for booze at the local gas station…apparently they don’t have 6 packs of bottles so they make their own…
Tailgate was a standard tailgate with a few exceptions. Lampe and Klobbo were worthless when we left to tailgate at 11 (this isn’t an exception, completely normal)but they did somehow meet up with us around 2:30 or so for some solid tailgating.
We had a nice little shout out for C Wagz and Eric C (probably an inside joke)…
Then we had another Guido Fist Pump on camera. Joe filmed this one for us…
I’m tired of writing and everyone saw the stomping we handed out on the field so here’s the rest of the videos in no particular order…
And here’s the rest of the pictures from the trip
Lampe Hearts Bottle Service:
Hot Lil Mess:
Getting’ Real Normal:








