Wow, a lot’s actually happened the past several weeks. Starting off with the All-In in Autumn, in which Ilya finished in second to last place, and Paul Kanakaraj took down $700 for 2nd place. A good event, which was held at Clarks Bar in Yonkers, it played host to an all star gala of characters, including Jim Carr, Mike Cooper, Ethan Schapira, Jay Camhi, etc… I finished higher than Ethan Schapira, which is all that matters.
Next up on the agenda was Homecoming weekend at Old Alma Mater, Syracuse University. The roster up was myself, Paul, Goldie and Nick. When we got up there, we met up with G-squared, Normy, Josh and Seth… Here are a couple of the highlights from the quote board for our fantasy football league:
- Nick enforces diplomatic immunity by wandering into the kitchen of the bar he used to work at and making himself a sandwich. When a current employee walked in and caught him mid act, not knowing who he was might I add you, and asked him what he was doing, Nick responded with “Bro, what the fuck does it look like I m doing. I m hungry.”
- We roll up to Syracuse after scooping up some silly string at a rest stop and proceeded to spend the first 20 minutes at old Alma Mater driving around spraying silly sting on sorority girls. We re turning one corner and we see an old man and his wife standing there. Half the car was torn on whether or not to get him, but as we got closer and saw his FSU sweater vest, Nick hung out the window, said, “FSU sucks” and proceeded to let this old fart and his wife have it.
- At the game, every time FSU scored, Norm quickly responded to various FSU fans in our section with “Where’s your roof”?
- Of course, one of the finer Nick-ism came at Feagans when we were outside talking to these old people from Minnesota, and we started talking about Pittsburgh some how. Nick chimed in with “I love Pittsburgh, that’s where my ancestors are from.”
- Nick wearing sunglasses and sitting off to the side in the Dome and afterwards outside at the bar. It was approximately midnight when he decided the glare of the sun had subsided enough to rough it without the shades. The sunglasses apparently were the perfect accent to his pink shirt. (G-squared)
- What's a trip without being an asshole to at least 27 strangers? During the football game, I found several FSU fans and offered them a high five. When they went to put their hand in the air, I walked by and "dissed" them, leaving them hanging. Apparently one guy was very saddened by my random act of being a dick. Nobody, and I mean nobody, comes into my house and disrespects me and my family. WE MUST PROTECT THIS HOUSE! (Paul Kanakaraj)
To be honest, I really can’t wait until next year… I was telling Paul that you really lose a sense of home when you leave college. After all, it defines who you are for 4 (in my case 5) years. You forget how comfortable it is when you’re there. How many people you know, how many friends you have, how familiar you are with everything. I really thought you lost that when you go back, and to an extent you do, but I realized you’ll never lose that feeling of security and “diplomatic immunity” while you’re there. Maybe the good memories stick out more than the bad ones, but it’s a comforting to know that there will always be some sort of home away from home…
