Let me preface this video from “ONN” by saying that, back in the day…
I went through an Online Dating phase, as did a number of my friends.
Which makes this video from The Onion.com that much funnier.
Enjoy!
Online Dating Helping Pathetic Women Get Their Hopes Crushed More Efficiently
Great stuff from the 2009 Whiney Awards.
The 2009 Whineys were a GREAT time.
Allot of laughs and allot of booze, the HotFatGuys attended the “VIP” pre-party at Davios and the “messy” post party at Davios.
Can’t say enough about Ordway and all the WEEI guys. I met the whole gaggle of them and they are all really great guys.
Mikey Adams is a riot, exactly what I expected him to be like. This man LOVES to party!
Word on the street is that they will be moving back to a larger venue. I definitely recommend getting tickets with the guys and heading in, it’s a fun night out.
Tony V was the host and he was great as well.
Here is the “surprise” open to the show:
The actual web page for the event can be found here.
Great time guys, thanks to Paul for the invite as well. Hopefully we can do it again next year.
Punching Out (for now),
-Biff
I normally leave the ranting to the Angry Fat Guy because that’s his bit and well… I’m a pretty positive guy.
There are 3 places I look for HotFatGuy clothing; Casual Male XL, Hajjar’s Big & Tall and Rochester Big & Tall.
Yes, I’ve given in to shopping at the Fat Store, it’s fine… I can get shit from Old Navy and other places but aside from being fat I’m also 6′4″ so I’m Big & Tall. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
What really chaps my ass about these places though?
There are NO fat guys in the catalog? None, zero, zip, nada! There aren’t even really tall guys in there?
It’s all just really handsome guys in their mid 40s and 50s? I don’t get it.
Let’s go site by site and take a look:
Day at the Beach
This is the Casual Male’s “Day at the Beach” complete outfit. That’s correct, they sell outfits in there entirety… which is a little suspect but I’m ok with.
This Look is fatally flawed for too reasons.
1) This guy can’t weigh more than 160 lbs, that outfit is not going to look the same on a guy (literally) twice his size.
2) He has 2 shirts on. Yeah, exactly what I want to sport in 95 degree, humid weather. Two fucking shirts, oh sweet my man boob sweat will be AWESOME in these duds.
http://www.big-tall.com/ (Hajjar’s)
Old Guys & White Pants?
This site is pretty decent. There are very few models on the site.
Gotta say though the front page Father’s Day logo drives me nuts, particularly the guy in the top right block.
This goof has a decent shirt on and white khakis.
Oh, ok… because the Buffalo Sauce and beer will come right out of those huh? Are you shitting me?
This guy is also probably about 150-160lbs, we’ll see how those stripes look in 3 or 4xl, probably trigger someones epilepsy.
http://www.rochesterclothing.com
These guys are probably the worst offenders, I understand because they cater to a higher end clientele but come on?
Fat Guys or Gay Pimps?
If I wore this I would have to kick my own ass? Can you IMAGINE that jacket in a 58 Long? Holy dog shit, people would pass out.
This is the COVER of one of the Spring Catalogs, this doesn’t make me want to buy your clothes, it makes me want to buy an Elton John CD.
And again with the white pants, I know it’s Summer people but fat guys eat allot more so statistically we will spill that much more.
Nice Look or Table Cloth?
This guy looks pretty slick, until you look a little closer and realize that he has a plaid jacket on?
Again…. it looks great on him… but if I rocked this it would look like I made a shirt of the hotel curtains.
These looks just don’t translate to fat people.
Guess what, not every guy that shops at your store is a pro football player.
So Big & Tall stores of the world, I beg of you. Hire some HotFatGuys to model your stuff, there are enough of us out there!
Punching Out (for now)…
-Biff
Hi everyone, it’s been a busy week for the HotFatGuys…
This article is from Cracked.com, just heard about it yesterday on Twitter. Thanks Michelle! (mickelodeon on Twitter).
JayBay could kick all these guys’ asses!
Enjoy,
Biff
Closeted Badasses: 6 Famous Wusses That Would Own You
By Adam Brown December 17, 2007 676,683 views
Every guy has done it: You’re watching TV when some metrosexual nancy boy comes bandying across the screen to the delight of every female in the room. “What’s that pussy got that I don’t?” is usually the question we’re left asking. Unfortunately, the answer is often “a whole lot.” For example …
#6.James Blunt
Who Is This Wuss?
James Blunt is the helium-voiced, Jagger-lipped balladeer who burst onto the scene in 2005 with your mom’s favorite song, “You’re Beautiful.” Once his career took off, Blunt could be found every time you turned on your fucking radio or television, including on such rawk-ready shows as Oprah and Sesame Street, where he sang a reworked version of “You’re Beautiful” called “Triangles.” Jesus tapdancing Christ.
According to our friend Wikipedia, “You’re Beautiful” received massive airplay in the U.K., which helped propel Blunt’s debut album, Back To Bedlam, to No. 1 on the U.K. albums chart. This helped unseat Coldplay’s X&Y from the pole position, a fact we only mention because those last few words manage to make James Blunt and Coldplay sound even gayer. In short, James Blunt is the kind of guy you’d probably like to punch clean in the face. If he walked into the room, the only thing stopping you would probably be a sense of pity, and possibly the fear of doing some sort of lasting damage to his delicate, child-like frame.
Why He Owns You:
Have you ever driven a tank? James Blunt has. Before launching a career in leprechaun troubadourism, James Blunt served as a captain in the British Army. Granted, it’s the British Army, but you can bet your ass that the training required to make captain involves learning several techniques that would see to it that he could whoop your ass six ways to Sunday before you land a single womanly slap.
To make matters worse (for you), during the war in Kosovo Blunt was put in charge of leading 30,000 troops into the Kosovan capital. So not only could he fuck you up proper, he’s the type of dude that people put in charge of ordering around tens of thousands of other men fully capable of doing the same. It should go without saying he leaves a trail of vanquished supermodels in his wake wherever he goes.
Who You Are In Comparison:
#5.Michael Flatley
Who Is This Wuss?
Michael Flatley is the fancy-footed Irish-American step dancer behind beloved prance fests like “River Dance,” “Lord of the Dance,” “Feet of Flames” and “The Celtic Tiger.” This is where we’d normally insert a joke about how we made one of those names up. Not this time.
“The Celtic Tiger,” his most recent show, explores the struggles Ireland faced as it grew as a nation hellbent on overcoming its oppressors. It explores these issues through the power of gay-as-all-hell tap dancing performed in unison. In 1998, Flatley made the Guinness Book of World Records when he achieved an astounding 35 taps per second, a record later broken by some dude named James Devine. Well, fine, try topping this James: In September, 2000, the Sorbonne in Paris awarded Flatley their prestigious … um … “Coq Flambee” award.
According to Wikipedia, this is vaguely described as being awarded for “his commitment to furthering Franco-Irish relations.” And just when you think it can’t get any gayer, Mike has to go and start playing the flute. Yep, Michael Flatley is an acclaimed flautist with three albums to his credit. What a pussy, right?
Why He Owns You:
Wrong. For you, Michael Flatley is an embarrassing ass beating waiting to happen. With all of the prancing about and flute-playing, you might expect him to have been raised by Hobbits. It’s misconceptions like this that will have you lying unconscious in a mosaic of your own teeth and blood should you ever see him in public and decide to engage in a little sissy-boy taunting.
Michael Flatley actually grew up far from Middle Earth, on the South Side of Chicago. Tripping the life dancetastic while growing up in one of the most notoriously blue collar sections of America suggests an “I don’t give a fuck” attitude. That attitude probably comes with the comfort of knowing that, if questioned, he always has those years of training as a boxer to fall back on. Shit, we should’ve mentioned that earlier. In between flute lessons and ascending to the very heights of “River Dance” dominance, Michael Flatley found the time to win a Golden Gloves boxing championship in 1975.
Not only is Michael Flatley The Lord of the Dance, he’s also the Lord of the Ring. If dude can tap his feet 35 times in 60 seconds, it’s a pretty safe bet he can drill you in your unsuspecting face at least half that many times in the same minute. Probably while impressing your girlfriend with his fancy-boy dance moves.
Who You Are In Comparison:
#4.Mark Harmon
Who Is This Wuss?
Mark Harmon is the pretty boy actor who first made his name as Dr. Bobby Caldwell for three seasons on the NBC drama St. Elsewhere. In the type of logical, well-crafted script writing that was a cornerstone of the show (see the “it was all in the autistic kid’s head” finale), Harmon’s character went from caring, compassionate surgeon in seasons one and two to obnoxious, womanizing, AIDS-inflicted sleaze ball in season three. This was 1985, a time when a lot of the world still considered AIDS “the gay disease.” Luckily for a lot of the world and their misconceptions, Harmon looked like this at the time.
After leaving the show, Harmon briefly took a trip down Awesome Street to play Mr. Freddy Shoop in the ’80s film classic Summer School. Soon after that, though, it was back to wussy bullshit you’ve never seen like something called Flamingo Road. Since 2003, Harmon has starred on the CBS drama NCIS in the lead role of Leroy Jethro Gibbs, a role clearly written for a 1930s delta blues musician, but for some reason given to the goofy dipshit from St. Elsewhere instead.
Why He Owns You:
In 1972, the UCLA Bruins football team, who had gone 2-8 the season before, faced top-ranked, two-time defending National Champion Nebraska in their season opener. All involved parties expected the Bruins to function as an appetizer for the defending champs. Forty-eight minutes later, Nebraska’s 32-game winning streak had ended and the UCLA Bruins had pulled off one of the biggest upsets in college football history. It was led by a freshman quarterback starting his first game ever … the fucking stud from St. Elsewhere.
Mark Harmon went on to play two more seasons as the starting quarterback at UCLA, a school he opted to attend only after turning down offers from college football powerhouses University of Michigan and University of Oklahoma, which probably worked out in the long run since Oklahoma’s film industry has been lagging lately.
Also, you know the above picture of Harmon wearing a Cliff Clavin disguise? That role directly led to Harmon being voted People Magazine’s “Sexiest Man Alive” in 1986.
This is proof that it’s impossible to overestimate Tom Selleck’s influence on what was considered cool in the ’80s, and that before it was all said and done, Mark Harmon probably scorched a pretty wide canyon in the lush and ample landscape of Southern California pussy. Basically, if you know a woman who was between the ages of 16 and 80 and living within a 30-mile radius of L.A. between 1972 and 1986, it’s a mathematical certainty she tried to fuck Mark Harmon at least once.
Who You Are In Comparison:
Who Is This Wuss?
Wilmer Valderrama made his name playing Fez, the dark alley beating-worthy, foreign exchange student of indeterminate descent for eight goddamned seasons on That ’70s Show. In real life, well, not much different. After moving to the United States at the age of 13, Valderrama quickly picked up English in part by watching episodes of I Love Lucy. Badass! It was said in one teen magazine that Rob Thomas of MATCHBOX TWENTY helped him learn English, also. Whether it was in person or through the magic of his songs isn’t specified, but either way, that manages to out-pussy I Love Lucy reruns.
Aside from That ’70s Show, Valderrama hosted Yo Momma, an MTV show so offensively bad it actually becomes surreal if you manage to look directly at the TV screen for more than 60 seconds.
He’s also been victimized on “best friend” Ashton Kutcher’s MTV show Punk’d a whopping three times. That’s a record folks!
Why He Owns You:
In a word, chicks. Lots and lots of chicks. It’s not unusual for the occasional Hollywood doofus to land a smokin’-hot young starlet seemingly millions of light years out of his league. It happens all the time. But over the past decade, Wilmer Valderrama has put together a string of conquests that would make even the most hardened cocksman flaccid with envy.
A certified friggin’ sex machine, on a 2006 appearance on the the Howard Stern Show, Fez went into detail about his time spent nailing hookers as a youth in Venezuela, his time spent nailing hot actresses as an asshole in Hollywood, and his reportedly 8 plus-inch wang.
Sure, that last part could be a fabrication, but it’s probably not respect for his acting talent that has him being romantically linked to the likes of Mandy Moore, Lindsay Lohan, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica Biel, Sofia Vergara and Jessica motherfuckin’ Alba. Our team of researchers confirms the chances of you ever speaking to, much less boning, any of these women are scientifically less than zero.
Who You Are In Comparison:
Who Is This Wuss?
We’d venture a guess that no sport in the world incites more multilingual shouts of “look at that fucking queer!” then male figure skating. With the graceful, flowing choreography, raging crotch bulges and costumes that look like they were designed for Tina Turner in Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome, it’s hard to fathom a heterosexual male seeing another guy figure skating and saying, “Yes, I want to do that!”
In this world of questionable sexuality, Elvis Stojko is probably as good as anyone else. We really don’t know enough about male figure skating to tell you for sure either way. Let’s see, according to Wikipedia, he was the first male to land a quadruple double jump combo. Awesome, we guess. In 1994, he won his first world championship at Chiba, Japan while skating to, wait, is this right? While skating to Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story. Nice!
In 1995, he won his second world championship skating on a not fully-healed broken ankle and landing a triple lutz, triple toe loop combination in the free skate event. Hmmm, the broken ankle thing is cool, and triple toe loop would be cool if they called it what it is: a 1080. At the 1997 Grand Prix finals, while skating to the Dragonheart soundtrack, he became the first man ever to land a quadruple triple combination. Shit, he sounds pretty alright … for, ahem, someone who is obviously such a total pussy.
Why He Owns You:
Looks like there’s one more section to his Wikipedia entry. Martial arts? Oh, holy shit! Elvis Stojko is trained in karate and received a black belt at the age of 16. We could summarize what happened next, but really the facts are so badass that quoting directly from Wikipedia is better than anything we could come up with. After getting a black belt in plane old karate, Elvis felt “he needed … to find a style that would truly fit him (and) ended up meeting Sifu Glen Doyle, a three-time Canadian Kung Fu Champion … Sifu Doyle’s style of kung fu ‘Hung Gar’ was for combat and not flash and that is what caught Elvis’ eye.”
So, not content with just learning plain old karate, Elvis wanted something a little more applicable to ass kicking. Why would a figure skater ever need to fuck someone up? We like to imagine Stojko spends his free time cruising the frozen lakes of Canada until he finds a hockey game, straps on a pair of ice skates and practices his triple toe loops in hopes of drawing some taunts. And when those taunts come, let the combat begin!
If you would like to join Elvis in his fight to bring justice to maligned figure skaters everywhere, he spends his free time teaching at the Cead Bua Fighting Faction School, which based on the name we’re guessing looks something like this when in session.
Who You Are In Comparison:
Who Is This Wuss?
In the late ’80s, MC Hammer made the world a less-awesome place for just about everybody with the release of the album Please Hammer, Don’t Hurt ‘Em.With the album’s first single, “U Can’t Touch This,” MC Hammer took what had previously been a form of music embraced almost exclusively by badasses and pimps and catapulted it into the shopping malls. Had this been accomplished by someone like Rakim or Big Daddy Kane, you might be wearing an eye patch and drinking out of a bejeweled goblet right now. Instead, mainstream America’s first exposure to rap came in the form of a smiley song and dance man in shiny clown pants, giving most white people the impression that good hip-hop is just a catchy beat, and a willingness to dance once the cameras roll. Apparently that impression stuck and 20 years later, we get to hear “Crank That (Soulja Boy)” 10 times a day and could probably do the damn dance if some sadistic bastard put a gun to our head.
Why He Owns You:
If we told a fat joke at your mother’s expense what would you do about it? Probably nothing. If you were MC Hammer though, you would most likely get on the phone with a gang leader and put out a hit on our life. That’s exactly what he allegedly did in 1990 after white rap duo 3rd Bass repeatedly dissed him on their debut LP The Cactus Album. In particular, the line “the cactus turned Hammer’s mother out” prompted Hammer to put a $60,000 hit out with one of the biggest gangs in Los Angeles.
Thats right, the man spent the 1990 equivalent of two Lexuses to avenge a phrase that sounds like random words being read off a Scrabble board. We’d always heard he liked to spend money, but we had no idea how very little MC Hammer fucks around when it comes to his mother.
After being warned of the impending hit, Def Jam Records president Russell Simmons phoned Bloods leader Mike Concepcion to try to have the order stopped, and was told it was too late. With 3rd Bass already on a flight to L.A., there was nothing that could be done to prevent it. We would’ve, you know, just had them turn around and fly back to New York, but whatevs.
During the phone call with Simmons, Concepcion hinted that he could maybe see to it that the Bloods would call off the hit. 3rd Bass was coming to town to attend the American Music Awards and Concepcion wanted to go. But he didn’t just want to go, one of the most dangerous men in America wanted to sit next to …
Michael Jackson. Russell Simmons made it happen, thus allowing 3rd Bass to live another day and record one more shitty album before disbanding into obscurity.
At this point in our research, we weren’t sure whether to put Hammer at No. 1 for ordering a hit on someone’s life over a yo’ momma joke, put Michael Jackson on the list for preventing a hit just by being fucking Michael Jackson, or to banish the damn list altogether in disbelief. In the end, Hammer makes No. 1. Go ahead, make jokes, M.J. may not have enough star power to stop the next hit. If someone loans Hammer the 60 grand, you’re screwed.
Who You Are In Comparison:
When not begging for spare change at Cracked, Adam can be found at MaximumAwesome.com, your #1 source for vomiting dinosaur robots.
Let me paint you a picture…It’s 3 AM and The Angry Fat Guy is sitting at a red light in downtown Boston…I work nights, so I’m enjoying a fresca, listening to Taylor Swift on the radio and thinking some less than appropriate thoughts about her as I go on my way to my next job…Ya know, minding my own damn business, not bothering a soul…My light turns green and from out of nowhere a truck comes flying through the cross street from my left, turning in front of me…Now his light had just turned red, and I understand if he was trying to make it through before it had but that wasn’t the case…It had been a few seconds and I was already caught in the middle of the street…I was lucky I didn’t get slammed into.
The crazy bastard, having no regard for stop lights, traffic laws or any human life aside his ownshitty existance, came within a curly hair of side-swiping me, then took off like a bat of hell down the street…He cruised through the next red light and proceeded to fly down one of Boston’s busier streets (even though it was 3 AM, there’s still cars around), speeding over pot holes like he was Harry Dunne in the shaggin’ wagon trying to get Mrs. Neugeboren’s dogs to the show on time.
I’m not one to name drop but damn it I’m pissed…It was a Boston Herald truck, and this was not the first time I’ve almost been run off the road by one of these knuckleheads who drive them…I know the Herald’s writing staff sucks, but you would think they could atleast hire drivers who have a slight idea of how to drive…I mean those hacks that do the “Inside Track”, Gayle Fee and Laura Raposa are the journalistic equivalent of two valley girls chatting about gossip in the locker room after gym class…Except they aren’t hot or half-naked like valley girls usually are in my thoughts…Anyway, they stink that’s all you need to know…Moving on…Nobody’s written a sports article worth reading for the Herald since Gerry Callahan was funny, which was about 15 years ago….The newspaper is borderline tabloid, and their drivers are probably felons or the half-retarded children of the higher-ups at the paper, either way, they suck at life
I’m guessing the interview process rivals that of an interview to get a three year old into preschool…With questions like “What color is this” and “Do you like shiny objects” it’s obvious anybody can get a job driving for the Herald…I think as long as you can spell your name close to correctly and have a driver’s license (which as long as your of age and can start a car in Massachusetts, they usually give you one), then you’re hired…Background checks? We don’t need no stinkin’ background checks…Just give them a truck and a route and they’ll take care of the rest.
For the record, and luckily for society, Hootie and The Blowfish came on the radio after Taylor…I like Hootie and The Blowfish…So I calmed down enough to not follow this maniac through Boston at 3 AM, honking and swearing like a mad man…I instead waved my fist like an eighty year old would at the neighborhood kids and sang along to Hootie
Thanks,
The Angry Fat Guy
I know this is super geeky but as a HotFatGuy I have no real “athletic” ability. Having tried to play organized sports several times in my life though I can watch a professional baseball or football game and appreciate what I am seeing.
Same goes for Guitar Hero, I’m OK… I can play a few songs on hard. This however must be the “professional” equivalent of Guitar Hero.
The video is a little long but the most impressive part is at the end.
This kid hits all 3,715 notes in this song and doesn’t miss 1! Crazy stuff! When I posted this on our site there was 43,149 views.
Enjoy,
Biff
If you follow the HotFatGuys on Twitter then you know that I have been beating this drum for a while now.
I’m going to keep this short and sweet.
Zac Brown Band
Yes, Zac Brown Band is a Country band… they actually won a CMA for best breakthrough video.
If you have listened to and enjoyed; Jimmy Buffet, Sublime, John Mayer or Bare Naked Ladies you will LOVE these guys.
The photo instert to the right actually came from John Mayer’s blog. I stumbled across ZBB on iTunes looking for some new Country Music for a trip to Florida. After hearing “Chicken Fried” I downloaded the new album, “The Foundation (Deluxe Edition” from iTunes.
Due to some technical difficulties (my laptop over heated twice during the download) I only got 9 of the 14 songs that come on the album. I listened to it over & over and loved it but thought the album was a little short.
Then I got a call from my boy Walshy who was in Nashville and just saw ZBB in concert. I asked how it was and he said they were amazing. He was telling me about a song “Toes”, “You’ll love it first time you hear it” he said.
Huh, so I popped into iTunes and realized that I was a moron and was missing 5 songs from the album, “Toes” being one of them. After exchanging a few emails with iTunes support (who were really helpful!) I was in business and listened to the rest of the album.
Great stuff and the album came out at a PERFECT time, it’s great, feel good Summer time music.
So please, check them out and let us know what you think, if you only want to spend $3 on iTunes get: Chicken Fried, Toes & Where the Boat Leaves From… you won’t be disappointed.
Punching Out (for now)…
-Biff
I’ve seen less scarier digits fall out of zippers…Men, I hope this doesn’t effect any of your fantasys like it does mine…The something about that thumb that makes me wish I never did some of the things I have done in past when I was alone with internet…I don’t think I could even shake her hand without cringing.
This makes Fergie’s problem of peeing herself on stage more tolerable to think about when I’m on the can…This was truly like finding out that the Mercedes you think you’ve been driving was just a Reliant with Mercedes decals glued on…I feel betrayed…I feel used…I feel dirty…I feel hungry too, so I’m gonna stop this post.
Sorry,
The Angry Fat Guy
There are few things that HotFatGuys love to do more than watch baseball and drink beer.
I remember as a kid going to Sox games with my dad in the 80’s and being able to watch Clemens pitch. It was amazing, every time I walked out of that tunnel and saw the field it gave me chills, it still does actually.
What the HELL IS THIS?
The best part was… we could afford it. We didn’t have much money but this was before 2004, before Red Sox Nation, before any of that. There we’re no “Pink Hats” , if you were at a Sox game in the 80’s it was because you loved the team and the game.
The night that Roger stuck out 20 Seatlle Mariners (04/26/86) the attendance was 13,414 according to baseballreference.com. If you watch the replay of the game on ESPN classic the park was empty. People just didn’t turn out for games against shitty teams. A box seat to that game ran you $9.00.
The Sox had a good team that year too, it’s not like this game was an anomoly. They won 95 games, the AL east pennant and well… we all know what happend in the 86′ World Series.
Boston Baseball has changed quite a bit though in 23 years…
It all started May 15th, 2003, Pedro was pitching against Texas and the Red Sox sold out Fenway Park.
We must remember that this was NOT an everyday thing, even in 2003. Pedro was Pedro, pitching 6 innings of shutout ball. Nomar went 2-3 and drove in 3 runs, the Sox won 12-3. The attendance that night, 33,801.
The Sox kept winning and kept selling out Fenway Park, last night’s 6-1 win over the Marlins marks the 500th straight sellout of Fenway park. The Sox are an MLB best 327-173 over that time. 2 World Series titles and a new ownership group will do that for you.
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By the numbers |
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| The Red Sox have sold out 500 consecutive regular-season games. A look at Boston’s numbers at Fenway during the milestone sellouts. | |
| Attendance | 17,997,305 |
| Record | 327-173 |
| Saves | 132 |
| Innings pitched | 4547 |
| Runs allowed | 2,314 |
| ERA | 4.20 |
| Strikeouts | 3,456 |
| Walks | 1,481 |
| Pitches thrown by Red Sox | 73,480 |
| Batting average | 0.295 |
| On-Base percentage | 0.374 |
| Slugging percentage | 0.48 |
| Runs scored | 2,973 |
| Hits | 5,047 |
| Doubles | 1,251 |
| Triples | 89 |
| Home runs | 578 |
| RBIs | 2,839 |
Courtesy of MLB.com
The 1 problem with all this is….
You can’t go to a game anymore.
Red Sox tickets are near impossible to get. A box seat to see the Red Sox play Seattle in 2 weeks, $237 on StubHub.com… each. Beers are hovering around the $8-$9 range… each.
You have to enter an online raffle and “win” the opportunity to purchase certain seats and games now.
The solution? I present to you, the Can-Am League…
Last night I went to Campanelli Stadium in Brockton, MA to see the Brockton Rox play the Quebec Capitales. My buddy Jack & I arrived to the stadium and about 6:15 paid $5 to park and walked right up to the ticket window.
Jack had a buy one, get one coupon he had received in the mail so I purchased our 2 tickets to the game for $9.50 total. Once we got into the park we bought (2) 22oz draft beers for $9.50 and walked around. There was a “Guest Service” desk where a Rox intern asked me to fill out a short survey and gave me 2 vouchers for free tickets.
About 15 minutes later another buddy “Ed the Fed” showed up and I ran him down one of the free ticket coupons. He traded it in for a ticket and met us for a beer. So at this point 3 of us have gotten into the game for $9.50 total.
We head over to a concession stand and have a decent Steak and Cheese and 2 more beers, the tab for 2 steak and cheese subs and (2) 22oz beers… $21.00.
Then it’s off to the Beer Garden.
View from the Beer Garden.
The Beer Garden is just beyond the right field wall, great view of the field and your own bartender and port-o-johns.
There are some barstools and tables to sit at and a large tent if it rains. The Rox jumped out to an early 2-0 lead and the bartender Pete was keeping us well lubricated.
It was a great night,allot of laughs. Brockton, MA has some interesting characters I tell you. I think I spent $40 total and left the game with a nice buzz .
Sadly the Rox bullpen couldn’t hold on and they lost 4-3 in 10.
I can’t recommend this enough though, they have some type of activity or promotion almost every night. Tons of stuff for kids and “Thirsty Thursdays”, Mayflower Golden ale for $2. Check out the website: http://www.brocktonrox.com/ .
It may not be Fenway, but if you want to watch some good baseball and are looking for an inexpensive night out with the boys this is a great time!
Punching Out (for now)…
-Biff
