Mrs. Dynamite, Dirty Dave, JoeC and I went to the Pats-Jets Monday Night Football game last night. We had the benefit of a luxury box, courtesy of JoeC, which really made it easy for Mrs. D to enjoy her first ever NFL game. Although Mrs. D pussied out and removed the Steve Grogan throwback jersey she had borrowed from me, she still did herself proud.
We even managed to avoid a Lord of the Rings-esque assault from the jealous fans in the "blue seats" right outside of our box, who were definitely contemplating raiding out box in order to get at the booze we had inside, as the rest of the stadium was dry.
We pounded a never ending smorgasborg of chili-dogs, chicken tenders, tortellini, buffallo wings, potato salad, vodka & tonics, miller lites, cookies and brownies. Although there was no action like the Ashleigh Manning story, Dirty Dave did give me yet another glimpse of how he is the Real Deal of gambling afficianados:
As we contemplated a slate of prop bets, Dirty Dave was getting a chili-dog when the referee led the teams through the coin toss. With his back to the TV, Dirty Dave instead recognized the voice of referee Ed Hochuli. Now, when you know NFL refs by voice, I'm not taking the other side of your prop bets. Nice laydown KD.
The Pats held the ball for almost 44 minutes, hammering a nine minute TD drive to start each half, and Brady threw two TD passes to linebacker Mike Vrabel. For a meaningless game, it was a good time, especially getting out with Gambling Expert Dirty Dave, and Party Expert JoeC.