Sunday, January 24, 2010

Vikings-Saints LIVE Blog!!!

8:47pm - after an hour and a half of anger, broken beer bottles in the street, contemplation and more anger. I got a laugh out of wikipedia's page on the Vikings "In disappointing fashion, strangely - and, for Vikings' fans, painfully - reminiscent of the 1998 overtime loss to the Atlanta Falcons, the Vikings lost the NFC Championship game to an NFL Officiating team in overtime on January 24, 2010 by a score of 31-28." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minnesota_Vikings
While I'd love to blame the loss sorely on anyone but the Vikings, 5 turnovers never helps your case.

7:16pm - and so the curse continues....
7:14pm - Alright, if you're going to call that B.S. pass interference call, you can't give them that catch.
7:03pm Text message I just sent out "No...I'm not ok..."
6:56pm - dammit. I would have picked heads too.
6:53pm - "Another loss by a missed field goal would kill me" Well a Brett Favre interception could be the second worse thing.
6:45pm


6:42pm - "The Vikings have been 0-4 in NFC championship games since their 1977 superbowl loss" SHUT THE **** UP JOE BUCK!!!

6:34pm - 28 - 28...please don't let it be false hope. I have never seen the promised land in my day...

6:21pm - There was the moment. That defining moment where it might be the end of the game. The fumble in the red zone by Bernard Berrian right after he made the huge third down catch. I felt my stomach scooped out like a cold lump of icecream. A miracle needs to happen now.

6:10pm - I guess fumbilitis is contagious. Saints 28 - Vikes 21 (replay pending). Things are not looking good. I feel like the Eagles minus a superbowl loss. Game isn't over, but we need a f***ing miracle. I've turned into a chain smoker, alcoholic, and ate an entire pizza this game. I think the Vikings have taken a decade off of my life.

6:03pm - I am officially crapping myself right now. Tie game and Brett Favre is clearly not going ot be 100% the rest of the game. That means one of four things:
a) we are going to have to make AP carry the game, and he is clearly not in prime form.
b) we are going to make Favre carry the game, and he is prone to Favre mistakes now.
c) The defense is going to have to hold New Orleans to no more points.
d) Tavaris Jackson is going to .... never mind, there are three things.

5:55pm - Can I stop hearing about AP's handshake and how strong it is? Clearly a strong handshake doesn't have anything to do with fumbling, cause captain fumblitis needs to carry the ball with two hands.

5:50pm - The sprint commercial with Flava Flav came on and my roommate commented "This is 2010. Why doesn't he have a digital clock yet?"

5:45pm - Ok, this new John Travolta movie (From Paris with Love) looks bad...like Swordfish bad. I'm adding it to my Netflix queue now.

5:40pm - I think I've yelled out "PENIS FLASHER" three times in the last minute with our door open and the neighbors looking on in shock. AP 2 fumbles and 2 TDs. How much you want to bet he determines the game.

5:30pm - ...ok, time to wake up defense. You just gave that to them. Saints 21 Vikes 14

5:09pm - Thank you, Reggie Bush. .... Damn you AP.

4:58pm - So I can tell Dewey and I have been enjoying the game a bit much. In the first quarter, we could pull off a mean high-five. Now, I made the mistake of throwing in a surprise fist pound. Dewey put up the high-five and confusion was amiss. The next time one of us put up the fist pound and the other put up a five. Mid-stream we both switched to pull off yet another pound-five connection.

4:44pm - So far, this has been an awesome game. As a fan, it is exciting and gut-wrenching. All I know is, if we lose by a missed field goal, I may never recover from it.

4:24pm - It's going to boil down to who can get the most defensive stops (holy hell, I sound like John Madden). It's going to be a boat race, and boat races make me nervous and nautious. Life is like this when you are a fan of a cursed franchise.

4:20pm - Over-under on Saints scoring in the last 2 min of the 1st quarter. You wouldn't give me even odds?

4:17pm - Thank you refs for some generous calls. And Brett Favre for taking some mean hits. Vikes 14 Jets 7. I officially do not take any lead in this game for granted. It could be a 20 point lead going into the 4th quarter and I would still be nervous if I was either team.

4:02pm - GJHLJKSDDJHSGKJHDGSKJHGWYUUYHKBS Vikes 7 Saints 7.

I see how it's going to be...

3:55pm - AHAHahsjsdkjasdhfljksdfkwljhrljssdfd. Vikes 7 Saints 0

3:45pm - opening kickoff coming. They say you do stuff like eat and drink uncontrollably when you are nervous. I've eaten an entire Domino's pizza by myself and am five beers deep.

3:40pm - So far so good. Pants on the ground guy didn't sing the national anthem.

3:15pm - FINAL SCORE Indy 30 - Jets 17. Jets had a good run, but this is Peyton's year. I am terrified of the possibility of meeting up with them. I am also terrified of New Orleans. I don't think anyone really knows who is going to win. Both teams do several things extremely well, so it makes for an exciting game. I am a handful of beers deep and ready to start screaming at my TV. As for the comment on Favre vs Manning. Lets not get there yet. Favre vs Brees is just as big a match-up. Both players have something to prove towards their legacy.

Dewey just turned off the pre-game to play modern warfare 2. Normally I'd object, but I feel like I am going to hear the announcers jinx the game by talking about how Brett Farve doesn't throw interceptions this year and the pants on the ground guy. A lot of people have asked why I don't watch these "big" playoff games with other people at playoff parties or go to a bar. I'll tell you why: other people are annoying to watch games with if they aren't fans of your team. To some degree, even Vikings fans are annoying to deal with. I don't want consoling if we are losing. I don't want band-wagon fans if we are winning. And most of all, I don't want to let them see me cry.

2:25pm - Indy 20 Jets 17. Not looking good for the Jets. Anytime you give Peyton a lead, it means he will most likely beat you in the last 2 Minutes. Dewey is back and cracking beers with me. We should be riled up enough to get our Asian neighbors to stare through their windows after we start yelling at the TV by the time our game starts.

As for Thomas' comment, Visanthe Shiancoe is the "Pants on the floor" player. During a post game locker room shot on live television, apparently everyone missed the fact that Shiancoe had nothing on except his monster black mamba hanging out. For that reason, any time he catches the ball, Dewey and I yell out "penis flasher!" at the bar. It is always funny to scream that out.

1:32pm - Jets 17 - Colts 13 at the half. So has anyone heard the song Prince wrote for the Viking's playoff run? It is awful. Like flat terrible. It sounds like a church hymn. I am no fan of pants of the floor guy, and can't even see why he is funny, but please play pants on the floor before you play that Prince piece of trash.

1:21pm - New York Jets are for real I guess. Jets 17 - Indy 6. I still am not counting out Peyton, but this is not encouraging for the Colts. Looks like they should have gone for that perfect season.

*** For those wondering, I have decided to post new posts at the top from now on. I think this makes it easier for everyone***

1:03pm - Indy field goal, Jets 7 Indy 6. Just heard "pants on the ground" guy is at the game for MN. And have visual proof...good sign or no? http://twitpic.com/zkxqt And Jets are back in the red zone!!! How is Indy losing to them? That said, I'd rather play Jets than Indy in a superbowl.

12:49pm - Wow, 80 yard touchdown pass to Braylon "slippery hands" Edwards. Jets 7 Colts 3. Might be a decent opening game. Ok, so for those that don't know, the Vikings have had a very ...unfortunate history when it comes to winning. As fans, we have very fragile attitudes towards our team and always expect the worst. Being pessimistic about your team doesn't mean your a bad fan. It just means you've had a lot of heartbreak. It's like having a girlfriend cheat on you. If you are paranoid about knowing where she is all the time, it doesn't mean you are overbearing if there is just cause for it. So, now for the Viking's greatest misses in my lifetime: 1998 - This is obviously the biggest heartbreaker. The vikes were supposed to steamroll everyone to their first superbowl. In the NFC Championship game versus Atlanta, our kicker who had not missed a field goal all season misses the game winner. I mean, this is a guy that did not miss one field goal ALL SEASON, and he misses the only important one. It was the single biggest sucker punch to a Vikings fan...ever. 2001 - Vikes go to the NFC Championship game again, lose 41-0. This is essentially the last time they had a realistic chance at the Superbowl until now. Vikings fan go into a period of mourning. 2005 - Franchise quarterback Daunte Culpepper goes to my dad for some legal work in adopting a child. My father gets me a signed football for a birthday gift. Later in the season, Daunte Culpepper tears all 3 CL's in his knee. The value of that football plummets. If it were a stock, I would have lost everything. 2005-2008 QBs - Bring on a short era of inept quarterbacks: Brad Johnson, Gus Frerotte, Brooks Bollinger, and Tavaris Jackson. Bleh. 2009 - hope...

12:43pm (PST) - Just settling in on the man-couch with a case of beer, bag of doritos, and the Colts-Jets game. Pizza incoming for the Vikes game. Dewey is going to the gym quickly so he can somewhat justify his body. Indy just got the first score of the game Indy 3, Jets 0. This live blog thing is new to me, so feel free to comment and I'll try and respond. Please don't correct me on grammer/spelling either, because as the day goes on, it will get worse.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Live Blog Coming Soon!!!

This week had a demanding Sunday for me that involved a vat of Nachos, a beerathon, and most importantly a Vikings dismantling of the Cowboys. Next Sunday will be a lot more of the same. I felt like the viewing experience was worth documenting, so this coming Sunday, there will be blog with live updates during the Vikings game.

It will not so much contain details of the game, but rather the mental state of my roommate Dewey and I. Since the game starts at 3:40pm Pacific (5:40 Central), so expect live updates starting slightly before then. I will be an emotional trainwreck and my liver will hate me too. If I get it together enough, there will be some pictures posted during the game as well. Hopefully this live blog experiment will be entertaining for anyone bored enough to check in.

See you all Sunday...SUNDAY SUNDAY!!!!!!!! Kids get in for just FIVE DOLLARS!!!!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Tales of a Barista

Tales of a Barista:
As a Starbucks employee...damn I hate saying that out loud... anyways, as a member of the green apron clan, we are marked as people of the community. People come into the store and know us by name. Literally, a third of the customers or more know our names (and we don't wear name tags). And we know what drinks they are going to order every single day. They know what's going on in our lives at a superficial level and vice versa. I still don't think me being a staple of the local community should have brought this upon me.

Me: Hi, what would you like today?
Girl: A piece of cinnamon swirl coffee cake.
Me: Anything else I can do for you?
Girl: Make my aunt be alive again.


What...what the ****?!?

Me: Uhhh.... (looooooonng awkward pause) I can't do that, but here's your cinnamon cake.
Girl: Her wake is tomorrow. They don't know if she died the day before or the day of Christmas. No one had heard from her in a couple week. Isn't that sad that she may have died before her last Christmas?


Now I know she is dead serious (pun intended). On top of that, I don't have the heart to tell her that her late aunt's last Christmas was over a year ago if that's the case.

Me: Uhhh...(awkward fake smile)
Girl: Now you're going to make me cry...

Mind you, I have not said one thing on the subject of her dead aunt, in fact, I'm trying everything I can to hustle this poor girl away from my register.

Me: So it'll be $1.95 for the cake.


Tips. Tips are nice, but honestly, I don't think barista's necessarily deserve big tips (i.e. 10%). If you have a complicated drink or a large order, then sure, tips are nice. It's not like we are delivering food or catering to your refill needs every second. We essentially have the same job as a Dairy Queen employee (if you don't know, no, they don't get tips), but like I said, tips are nice. So here is a breakdown of people who are good and bad tippers generally:

Don't count on it:
Families that come in after 1pm
Black people
"Far East" Asians
kids

Spare change only:
Old women
Italians
young women

Either really big or really little, but at least they usually tip:
Middle Eastern
Other Asians (Indian, Pakistani)
White people
other Starbucks employees (actually, place them under good tips or none at all and they usually order 7 complicated drinks)
Hispanics (I'm surprised too, but overall I'd say they tip better than white people ONLY if they aren't ordering regular coffee.)

Constantly Good Tippers:
People early in the morning
Old men if an attractive female barista is working
the one lady I think is Russian

Yes, there are exceptions to the rules. A nice "Far East" Asian girl gave me a $10 tip today because I didn't charge her the day before when she forgot her wallet. An old white guy didn't tip me a red cent even though I did the same thing for him the day before as well. But for the most part, stereotypes do have some foundation to them.