Dee-Nee Finals today!

[BeefMaster]

Next, Pots was underwear-less because Lips ripped them off.

What the hell?  What the hell?!?!

Anyway, congrats, Gantry, on reclaiming the Dee-Nee title.  To the rest, better luck next year.

[fknmclane]

Pots was underwear-less

So that's where his avatar comes from.

[Gantry]

Thank god I passed out before the whole underpants stuff started...

The hangover has subsided and I'm loving life again.  Wonder how long it'll last for Lips & Sperling, who drank for a couple more hours, including shots...

[fknmclane]

Gantry, just a friendly reminder:  change your signature to read this year's champ.
Hope Lips' and Sperling's livers didn't jump out and attack them.

[Gantry]

Good call, done...

[Lips]

Like others were saying on another thread.  Hangovers work in mysterious ways.  I woke up just fine, believe it or not.  It's all about eating a corned beef sandwich, about 4 mozzarella sticks, and a bunch of chips at the bar.

As for Sperling's roughed up nose, that was all me.  Mark started something, and then I got him in a Joe Heskett cradle.  It was a very solid cradle, by the way.  So after I did that, Mark wanted to start from our feet.  Anyways, at one point, I planted Mark's face onto the wooden floor.  We were pretty drunk, and wrestling pretty hard.  I woke up today with a wrenched neck, too.  So congrats Sperling...at least you got me with something too.  All this wrestling took place while Gantry and Potsie were going at it, during the finals.

As for Potsie.  First, he brought out a shirt during the tourney, that everyone believed to be dead.  After the tourney, I went ahead and did a Hulkamania on it.  So what did we do afterwards?  We put it in the front yard, and burned to a fucking crisp.  On the grass, nonetheless.  Yeah, we were idiots.  But Mark and I watched it closely, and the shirt alone burned down to nothing...before I stompted it out.

And then there was the underwear.  Mark was chasing Potsie around.  Potsie was shirtless at this point.  He turned to Mark, celebrating for some reason.  His back was to me...  So for no reason, other than pure comedy, I gave Potsie a very nasty Wedgie...tearing the shit out of his underwear.  So Potsie fucking stripped right in the fucking kitchen, took off his underwear, and then put his shorts back on...and started running around hitting people with his underwear.  Mark started chasing Potsie around, leading them to outside.  After a bunch of chasing, I jumped out from the bush, to briefly tackle Potsie.  He quickly got up, as I didn't want to have anything to do, with the underwear.

Mark, Potsie, Brian, Skutter, and I then met up with Steph and Sarah at the bar, where we all started off with a very bad imitation of an Alabama Slamma'.  They were quite nasty - the bartender was ass.  We hit up quite a few pitchers of Lite and most of us ate some food too.  Mark, Potsie, Brian, Steph, and Sarah then hit up a shot of something - I can't quite remember what they did.  Well, the night was winding down and we were getting up to leave.  The table that we were sitting at had a huge tablecloth.  I jokingly asked the group, "Do you guys think I can pull it, without anything falling over?".  Everyone was like "DON'T!!!!".  So I stayed away from it, and most of us walked out of the bar.  Then, all I hear as I was walking to the car was "CLANK CLANK CLANK!!!!!!"  I looked back, and I saw Potsie walking away from the table...with no one else in site.  Well, as you could have guessed...Potsie attempted to be a magician and tried to clear the tablecloth without any movement of the glasses/plates.  He wasn't too successful.  The next thing I know, Potsie is surrounded by like four of the bar's employees in the parking lot, asking him questions.  After the employees eased up a bit, Potsie got into our car...and we were off.  After talking to Potsie in the car, he thought the guys were gonna call the cops on him.  Oh yeah...as we were leaving, Steph's car's fucking panic-honk kept going off...and it wouldn't stop.  After about three full minutes, and turning the car on and off...the honking ended.

Skutter and I dropped Mark, Potsie, and Brian off at Gantry's place.  From there, I have no idea what happened...

All-in-all, a pretty eventful night.

[Flood]

Holy shit I'm jealous...sounds like a great weekend (minus the underwear gnomes). Potsie is a fuckin' magician...that kills me...funny shit.  Congrats to the GodFather...Gantry is king once again.

[fknmclane]

Lips, sounds like a fun-filled night with plenty of drunken hijinks (is that really a word?)  Potsie is a fucking animal. Gantry, what did your neighbors think about drunken RBIers wrestling in the bushes and whatnot?  Had to be a classic scene.

[Vitb6]

Great story Lips.  I wish I was there.  I was going to come over after work to watch the tourney, like I told you the day before.  However I learned that Laura's cousin and her boyfriend were in town and we had to pick them up at the airport.  DAH-NAH!  I lost out on the festivities.  'Bama Slamma's huh?

[Gantry]

One neighbor was popping in and out drinking Old Style along with us.  She  was the interviewer for parts of the night.  Her mom knows our craziness by now so it doesn't phase her too much.  As for the other neighbors, I have no idea.  We don't really talk to them and I wasn't party for any of these outside festivities.  If I get a fine in my mailbox from the townhouse association, then I'll know it pissed someone off.  Hopefully nobody saw the flames...

[sucka free]

This was a perfect monday morning read.  Great tourny guys.  Awesome particiapation in letting us on the net read about the tourny.  Congrats Gantry, well done!

[Gantry]

We'll definitely be adding more content this year as well in terms of pics and videos.  Probably will be done later in the week, but here's a shot of the champ:

[erhajj]

Nice.

[Vitb6]

Holy SHIT!  A Mohawk!?!?!

[Vitb6]

A tell Lips to get fucking on it.  Tell him to get the interviews from the qualifier and the finals up already!

[Sperling]

The Alabama Slammers tasted like NyQuil.  They were atrocious.  However, if they were good, I probably would've been puking that night.

Lips and I did watch the shirt burn.  Lips made it seem that we were the responsible ones there.  I was so drunk I was just fixated on the fire.  

I don't know if it was the wrestling or having to drink 5 beers in a 18HR game by Pots, but during the Finals, I sat on the couch (more hunched over) and was thankful that I wasn't playing.  I tried the one eye focus technique and that wasn't really working.

I don't know how I didn't fall over or get hit by a car when I was being chased around by Pots.  God, I'm an idiot.

No hangover for me the next morning.  I was a little lightheaded, but the TB cured that.

Oh, before the entry of the "shirt thought dead", Pots was wearing a shirt representing a Nintendo controller.  Another drunken injury, for him this time.  I guess I did A-B-B-A too often and he has poke marks on his chest.

Congrats to Gantry.  I now know Lips' pain.  Losing on your b-day sucks, but at least I made it out to the bar.

[fknmclane]

We'll definitely be adding more content this year as well in terms of pics and videos.  Probably will be done later in the week, but here's a shot of the champ:

Nice fuckin' mohawk, my dee nee brother!  If I tried that, I would get fired as soon as I walked in the door at my work.  Cocksuckers.
I think you need an RBI player tattoed on the side of your head if you're gonna sport the mohawk on a regular basis.
DEE NEE!!!!

[Gantry]

A head tattoo looks like it would hurt.  Have to pass on that one...

[erhajj]

I have one.  It hurt.  Don't do it.

[fknmclane]

I have one.  It hurt.  Don't do it.

Whaddya got?

Are your pants on fire?