A long time ago a pal Remington and I got the nicknames HC and Jesse after a string of drinking incidents that were neither our fault nor ended well. I have a comic idea that will never come to fruition about these events, but here is neither the time nor place. The point is whenever we decide to do something together it tends to just fit into that category regardless of the circumstance, and being that this was a sober endeavor it shouldn't have been. It was though, a trip that was eventful the whole way through. Here's the Running Diary of our trip to watch the Timbers play Seattle at the Cascadia Summit.
Click on the PIC or VID for a visual
March 4th 2011
2:00pm Rem swings by the Ninny manor, I make him try on sample tees I just got from the timbers army printer (they gave me mediums like I could fit into them). I pack a lunch and some coffee and we're off to the races.
PIC
2:30pm We have just entered Camas across the Oregon boarder. Rem receives a call from a buddy (who we'll refer to at Murray C) that is distressed, he got sick while on the away buses within the first block of leaving. -
I'll jump in here to say, the away buses were taking people and alcohol up to the games, Rem and I were not signed up because we didn't think either of us could go for unrelated reasons... Hence our road trip. - Murray C had gotten sick to his stomach and had to leave the buses for fear of it getting worse. He wanted to try and catch a ride in Rems comfort sedan.
After careful consideration, we decided a buddy shouldn't have to miss an away day. We turn around to go pick him up.
3:00pm A very distressed, bewildered and super pale Murray C gets into the car. He immediately lays back rolls down the window and shuts his eyes... Unresponsive to our questioning, we start laughing.
"You can laugh at me but you don't talk to me" -Murray
We start laughing more knowing that his girlfriend is practically the only girl on a bus with kegs and drunk lads on it's way up to Seattle.
PIC
3:15pm I learn Rem is that guy who ride all the way up in a disabled lane past a very packed line of cars and merges at the sign with the arrows at the last minute... He's that guy.
3:30pm Murray has been catatonic and figiting with the windows like crazy for 30 minutes.
3:40pm Rem just lined up a bunch of random popcasts to listen to ... #1 is first... It's a rave.
Took about five minutes of heavy beats for Murray has come out of his coma to tell us he might have to puke. Another five minutes pass and here is what transpires
"I can't wait I need to do this," Murray C
"Real talk dude, you can't puke in my car," Remington
3:50pm Rem pulls off at exit 41 on I5 north and Murray runs outta the car and down a hillside to go throw up (twice, walking back up the hillside and running back down).
PIC VID1 VID2.
The poor kids a huge mess, we pour water out of bottles to wash him up and Rem finds a towel.
4:00pm The car smells like puke. We have driven a mile down the highway, and Murray has already asked us to stop again saying he needs to go doo doo brown. We stop at exit 49, a place made rem laugh so we stopped there... While Murray did
work, we still had to pee, so we used the woman's room. Here's a
picture of the woman's room, god knows what Murray had for facilities.. Notice there are no cowboy hats.
15 minutes later Murray emerges looking not good... We got him a whole bunch pepto-bismol and bail out of this extremely creepy truck stop.
"Your soldiering it the rest of the way there, buddy" -Remington
Poop jokes running wild.
4:50pm We've finally started making up some distance. With Murray snapping in and out of is coma to roll up and down the window. Rem and I are jamming out to some Popcast and talking mad footy. Can't believe that we're starting a whole new season of matches... Great feeling.
5:00pm Just started having a laugh about Murray (who's a capo in the TA) being on ESPN a whole bunch this season. We start mocking him and his "get-up" arm motion. Murray immediately perks up and asks how much longer we have.. There's still hours left in this trip.
5:30pm Snack time, on Popcast #11. Rem has a special k and nutrigrain bar... I dominate a bag of cheetohs puffs.
5:40pm Murray sighting "You think what? 30-40 minutes"
6:15pm Survived Tacoma traffic by cranking the jams super hard. We're almost there... Hourish to the match...
6:40 At the embassy suit parking lot. Gonna start the walk-up to the match. Too wet and rainy for my Journal... What we experience next will be show by a couple of pictures and plenty of over coverage by the media... We're here to start a new season supporter experiences.
here's my pics and video from the game, .
Walk Up
Barnacle Sighting
Ninja Chillin Hard
Video of a dooshy insane Sounders fan
First goal celebration
10:28pm What the fuck just happened... As I reflect over that game with Rem over some wendys, it amazes me the support and passion we had in a very hostile environment... I had such a blast, everything went off without a hitch... Murray C is on a bus back to Portland with his lady. Rem and I begin the trip back as well, fighting sleep and the urge to pee. reminds me of
lost highway.
1:30am Arrive home to the Ninny loft. So tired, but it's not stopping me to look at some pictures and video of the game... The red smoke, the yelling, the singing and Spenny doing a some sweet celebrating. Epic away day.
to view the whole summit album (not much more) go
here
Listening to: Jawbreaker "With or Without U2" (live)
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