My First Legal Drinking Age Post
Hello everybody, and welcome to this, my first blog post as a legal American Drinker. As some of you know, my 21st birthday indeed was yesterday, and even though this was really the only thing I had to drink last night, I still had an awesome day.
While I'm assuming all of you will shake your head at me about the Smirnoff Ice, let me explain myself first. I was able to switch shifts with some of my co-workers so I could have Wednesday (my birthday) off. As a result of this, I took advantage of being old enough to drink alcohol on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. I'm told I had a great time, and surely hope that was the case because of the state my body was in yesterday. The day was rough but I suppose that's how you are meant to felt on your 21st birthday.
The reasoning for the Smirnoff Ice being one of a few drinks I had yesterday is this: as is tradition at 137 East Frambes Ave. (better known as the "Incinerator") anytime it is someone's birthday and/or they are away from the house for a long time, it is the rest of the housemates duty to "Ice" them. After having a terrific dinner at BJ's Brewhouse with my lovely lady Amy where I ordered my first legal drink, I returned home and went upstairs to my room. Upon turning on the lights I noticed the bottle of Ice sitting on my desk with the American flag that I found on my way home the night before and thrown into our yard duct taped to it, and realized that getting down on one knee to chug was very near in my future. Dreading it for the next hour or so, I sucked it up and managed to gulp it down without blowing chunks all over the place. I applaud my housemates for not disappointing in their endeavor.
Alright, enough about me me me. On to some stuff that is much more important than me: SPORTS. It's a pretty sweet time to be a fan of the Cincinnati Reds. Why you ask? Well because they have only lost two games since the all-star break, kicked off the second half of the season by sweeping the Cardinals, have won 8 of 10 without their best player Joey Votto, sit at a luscious 18 games over the .500 mark at 58-40, and hold a 2.5 game lead on those pesky Pittsburgh Pirates (how's that for some alliteration swag for you?). Oh and they're knee deep in probably the weakest part of their schedule right now, even if it is on the road. After late comebacks on back-to-back nights thanks to the clutch hitting of Drew Stubbs-yes, the guy who is hitting .230-and Aroldis Chapman just being a boss in the 9th inning, the Redlegs swept the Houston Lastros in stunning fashion. I'll admit, it's been real nice seeing old washed up Francisco Cordero get lit up by Reds hitters now that he is in a Houston uni. The fellas from the Queen City travel to Colorado today for a weekend series with the lowly (37-60) Rockies. Here's to the guys keeping this streak going until this man comes back in a few weeks from a knee injury.
Football is on the horizon people. Less than a month and half until Buckeyes of all ages will get the pleasure of seeing Urban F'ing Meyer run out of the tunnel donned in scarlet and gray for the first time with 105,000 plus screaming their lungs out. I know September 1st cannot come soon enough, nor can September 9th. This of course is the date of the first Sunday for professional football and the first chance I'll get to see if Aaron Rodgers, Greg Jennings, Clay Matthews and company can continue their NFC North dominance on their way to the Super Bowl. There have been a lot of interesting NFL story lines this offseason (Peyton's resurrection in Denver, Tebowmania in NYC, Megatron on the cover of Madden, the nasty bounty situation along with Drew Brees getting PAID in N'awlins) but I could care less about any of those once the season starts. I think I speak for a lot of people in saying that it cannot come soon enough. 121 days until The Game.
Something that every American can and should get behind is the athletes that will be representing our fine country at the 2012 London Olympics. The games kick off this Friday, July 27 and I know that I will be spending every free moment I have gluing my eyes to the TV to watch the Americans kick some tail. It goes without saying that our Men's Basketball team should win every single game by at least 25 points, but despite what Kobe Bryant says, this team could not beat the 1992 Dream Team. There will never ever be a team put together like that again. Ever.
That's about all I have for you for now, and no I'm not going to write anything on the Penn State debacle. I wrote a piece on how I didn't think JoePa's legacy would be ruined by this whole scandal because it was originally said he was not the one who was at fault. Well, if you have a pulse and watch any sort of sports coverage you now know that that's not true and his statue has been removed and all that hoopla. Sucks to suck Penn State.
Proud Buckeye and Sports Entusiast,
Eric Seger
Daily Segs
BTW...The Dark Knight Rises was probably one of the top 3 movies I've ever seen in my life. If you haven't seen it already, you have a problem. Hell, I saw it twice within 72 hours. RISE.
While I'm assuming all of you will shake your head at me about the Smirnoff Ice, let me explain myself first. I was able to switch shifts with some of my co-workers so I could have Wednesday (my birthday) off. As a result of this, I took advantage of being old enough to drink alcohol on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. I'm told I had a great time, and surely hope that was the case because of the state my body was in yesterday. The day was rough but I suppose that's how you are meant to felt on your 21st birthday.
The reasoning for the Smirnoff Ice being one of a few drinks I had yesterday is this: as is tradition at 137 East Frambes Ave. (better known as the "Incinerator") anytime it is someone's birthday and/or they are away from the house for a long time, it is the rest of the housemates duty to "Ice" them. After having a terrific dinner at BJ's Brewhouse with my lovely lady Amy where I ordered my first legal drink, I returned home and went upstairs to my room. Upon turning on the lights I noticed the bottle of Ice sitting on my desk with the American flag that I found on my way home the night before and thrown into our yard duct taped to it, and realized that getting down on one knee to chug was very near in my future. Dreading it for the next hour or so, I sucked it up and managed to gulp it down without blowing chunks all over the place. I applaud my housemates for not disappointing in their endeavor.
Alright, enough about me me me. On to some stuff that is much more important than me: SPORTS. It's a pretty sweet time to be a fan of the Cincinnati Reds. Why you ask? Well because they have only lost two games since the all-star break, kicked off the second half of the season by sweeping the Cardinals, have won 8 of 10 without their best player Joey Votto, sit at a luscious 18 games over the .500 mark at 58-40, and hold a 2.5 game lead on those pesky Pittsburgh Pirates (how's that for some alliteration swag for you?). Oh and they're knee deep in probably the weakest part of their schedule right now, even if it is on the road. After late comebacks on back-to-back nights thanks to the clutch hitting of Drew Stubbs-yes, the guy who is hitting .230-and Aroldis Chapman just being a boss in the 9th inning, the Redlegs swept the Houston Lastros in stunning fashion. I'll admit, it's been real nice seeing old washed up Francisco Cordero get lit up by Reds hitters now that he is in a Houston uni. The fellas from the Queen City travel to Colorado today for a weekend series with the lowly (37-60) Rockies. Here's to the guys keeping this streak going until this man comes back in a few weeks from a knee injury.
Football is on the horizon people. Less than a month and half until Buckeyes of all ages will get the pleasure of seeing Urban F'ing Meyer run out of the tunnel donned in scarlet and gray for the first time with 105,000 plus screaming their lungs out. I know September 1st cannot come soon enough, nor can September 9th. This of course is the date of the first Sunday for professional football and the first chance I'll get to see if Aaron Rodgers, Greg Jennings, Clay Matthews and company can continue their NFC North dominance on their way to the Super Bowl. There have been a lot of interesting NFL story lines this offseason (Peyton's resurrection in Denver, Tebowmania in NYC, Megatron on the cover of Madden, the nasty bounty situation along with Drew Brees getting PAID in N'awlins) but I could care less about any of those once the season starts. I think I speak for a lot of people in saying that it cannot come soon enough. 121 days until The Game.
Something that every American can and should get behind is the athletes that will be representing our fine country at the 2012 London Olympics. The games kick off this Friday, July 27 and I know that I will be spending every free moment I have gluing my eyes to the TV to watch the Americans kick some tail. It goes without saying that our Men's Basketball team should win every single game by at least 25 points, but despite what Kobe Bryant says, this team could not beat the 1992 Dream Team. There will never ever be a team put together like that again. Ever.
That's about all I have for you for now, and no I'm not going to write anything on the Penn State debacle. I wrote a piece on how I didn't think JoePa's legacy would be ruined by this whole scandal because it was originally said he was not the one who was at fault. Well, if you have a pulse and watch any sort of sports coverage you now know that that's not true and his statue has been removed and all that hoopla. Sucks to suck Penn State.
Proud Buckeye and Sports Entusiast,
Eric Seger
Daily Segs
BTW...The Dark Knight Rises was probably one of the top 3 movies I've ever seen in my life. If you haven't seen it already, you have a problem. Hell, I saw it twice within 72 hours. RISE.
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