Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Rule 1: Check the Ring, yo

This comes from my trip to Houston. In Novemeber 2009 I traveled to Houston, TX with some of my fellow Sounders FC Supporters for the away playoff Match vs the Houston Dynamo. I flew out Friday morning, the game was Saturday and flew back Sunday afternoon.

The night before the match, the Sounders Supporters in Houston planned a gathering for drinks and such. We met up at some local pub in the city and for the most part took over their outside dining area. Some of the more brave locals stayed outside and conversed with us, most fled when the rowdy group in Rave Green showed. I sat at a long picnic table, outside and ordered a local Blonde Ale. On my left were fellow Sounders Supporters. On the right of me, were 3 of the locals. 2 women and a man.

During the course of some pretty good drinking, I was conversiong with the locals. The local man was sitting next to the local women and they began to flirt and kiss a bit. The women next to me sees this and begins to get upset. I asked her why and she said "She is engaged to my brother, and that is not my brother".

I say in my very drunken state, "Oh, maybe we should give them a few minutes of privacy and go find a dark corner". I probably did some very bad wink at that point. She responds by holding up her left hand and showing a quite large wedding ring. She thens "Maybe later" and takes off the ring and puts it into her pocket. Next she asks "What are you drinking?" I tell her which microbrew I'm drinking. She leaves and comes back with a pitcher.

After about an hour of more drinking and talking, she leans in and says "You're really cute. Where are you staying tonight?". I tell her which hotel, she tells me its in a bad place and her house is in a much better place. She offers to take me home with her. At this point, the red flag comes up. Take me home with her? Where her husband is? And the gun collection she was talking about earlier?

Before I could answer (Mind was saying no, but my lips would have said 'Yes yes') the 'couple' on the other side of the table leaves. She sees this, says "I need to make sure they don't do something stupid, be right back." and kisses me on the cheek. I don't see her the rest of my night. No big loss.

What did slightly annoy me about this night was having to sleep on the couch in my Hotel room that night. The girl I split the room with decided to have another Sounder fan crash with her. He got the bed and her, I got the couch. Did I mention I was the one who paid for the room?

Anyway, this was just a teaser. Should have another one coming up soon.

Rule 2: Assume there is a kid

New blog format

After hearing my stories about dates, my co-workers keep telling me to write them down and post them. So I finally have gotten around to redoing this blog in that format. I'll get the past stories up in a semi-regular fashon. They will be in no particular order and formatted like rules. I'll post the first one later.