Two confessions. I love to drink. I also love hanging out in bars. I especially love hanging out in bars and watching baseball games.
There's this electricity in the air. Everyone is so excited. Then something happens. Cliff Lee strikes out A-Rod. Chase Utley hits two home runs. There's a crack or snap and the place erupts with shouts and applause.
Philly is freakin' out a bit.
I mean, of course we are. We're playing the Yankees in the World Series. Forget 2004. This is the real fight of the underdogs.
Last night, I took in game one with some new friends at a local sports bar. I was drinking, so I wanted to eat something substantial. There were two appetizers on the menu that I could eat: french fries and corn tortilla chips.
That said, this is what I ended up with.
French fries with guacamole and salsa.
It was really good. But I'm feeling it today, believe me!