Missed the first three installments? Make sure to check out Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.
I finally found somewhere to connect to the Web. Not a huge fan of Starbucks still, but I am a fan of free wireless Internet.
The day started out rough. Getting psyched up to play beer pong at 11 am is not the easiest thing I’ve done. Especially considering I like to be a bit lathered up before I start playing. Baker decided to get himself an eighth of Citron and a bottle of Sprite to get himself ready for the day. I was eating my McGriddle and drinking my OJ feeling a bit ill watching the process of mixing up a drink at 10:30 in the morning.
We went over to the convention center at 10:55 am, ready to work. I bought myself a Coors Light with the taste of OJ and toothpaste still in my mouth. Possibly the toughest beer I’ve ever choked back, but I had to settle the nerves. I didn’t want a panic-attack repeat of day one. It worked out for us.
Our record after the first day was 3-2 with a 5 cup magic number (the number of cups we won/lost by). This put us in 6th place in our 14 team division. Four teams went into day two with one loss. One of them, we gave their loss, the other two dealt us our two losses.
We won our first four games by one or two cups. Teams haven’t learned yet that the Lumberjacks are 1000x better playing against a taunt then a team that doesn’t taunt at all. The second day went pretty similar to the first. We managed to win our first four matches, dealing second losses to two of the four one-loss team. We then made the same mistake we did on the first day and ate lunch. For some reason, getting food in the gut kills us dead as we then dropped our next two games. Both of which were games that we should have won. The first loss was yet another one of my now-patented not-able-to-hit-a-damn-cup games. The second loss was similar. My partner and I came out hot, but weren’t able to get past the first three hits. We ended up losing by two.
The second day ran way better than the first. There was no awful halftime to cool people off. They ran two divisions at a time in 20-minute intervals. Divisions one and two went at the top of the hour, three and four at 20 after, and five and six at 40 after. By the time you pissed and grabbed a smoke, it was just about time to play again. It kept teams from cooling off and having too much time between games.
My partner and I finished the day with a record of 7-4 with a tiebreak of eight or nine. We think we can get into the final day tournament with that count. We’ll find out at 8 pm Vegas time when they post the brackets. By then we’ll either be getting psyched up for the tourney tomorrow or drowing our sorrows in USC/Florida bets and free drinks at the blackjack tables.
Stay tuned.
