Great Moments In Tailgating History Vol: 4

Tailgating is a time to cut loose, unwind, and throw caution into the wind. What better way to spend a day than in a parking lot with excess amounts of beer, grilled food, and great friends. Though your team may not always win, a tailgater never loses. Tailgating is a time for one to forget all of lifes troubles, or what is acceptable in normal society. It’s o.k to have one, or several too many drinks while tailgating, you only get to do it so many times a year. One does have to be careful what happens on the way home though.

I don’t really recall everything about heading back to my friends apartment after John Coopers last home OSU vs. Michigan game. But I do know this. We stopped at Subway, I still had leftovers, and was looking forward to eating them at the end of the night. I was wearing a recently purchased Ohio State Hard Hat, which I was now using to ram into stuff, to take away the pain of another loss to that team up north. I remember that we would be able to get into a strip club for half off, with our ticket stub, and that vodka mixed with some crazy meat-head protein/energy shake at 5:40 in the morning after sleeping outside on a couch in single digit temperatures is the best way to start a day. The rest of the details, are either repressed, lost, or buried under a lair of barley and hops tar on my brain. Maybe it was those damned protein/energy drinks, who knows. I do know how the night ended. With me, not having my cell phone’s digital phone book as a cheat sheet, trying to recite my friends phone number to the nice lady behind the desk at the police station, so I could make my obligatory one phone call. Either God loves tailgater’s, or the female deputy dealing with me, had the hots for me. But after my first friend didn’t answer his apartment phone (college kids don’t have answering machines), she granted me a mulligan phone call. Again god, must really like tailgater’s, because I somehow guessed the right number, and help was on the way. Though this isn’t exactly the greatest moment in tailgating history, it is an important lesson. There is such a thing as too much tailgating fun. Though you may be able to look back at events such as this, and laugh one day. Sometimes the most important part of tailgating is how you get home.

I’m not the only one to have a bad time after a little too much tailgating. Sometimes we might have a little too much fun, and just when we think we’re ready to cash in our tailgating chips, the real adventure begins, on the way home. http://www.break.com/index/passed-out-with-engine-on.html

Good luck to all the tailgaters out there again this week, and have a safe, un-eventful trip home.