Tales from the endzone

[revwardoc]

This past Thursday was the final pre-season game for the New England Patriots. They played, and lost to, the NY Giants, but who really cares since it was a pre-season game anyway.

The real fun was just beyond the endzone with the EndZone Militia. The game itself was so boring that we spent most of the 2nd half sharing my telescope, "scopin'" out the babes in the stands. Then there was the cheerleader's "wardrobe malfunction". One of the cheerleaders (all of whom are VERY hot) was leaving the field as they ended their routine during the 2 minute warning. She had a funny look on her face then grabbed her top which had come undone and almost fell away (too bad on the almost). The rest of them gathered around her while the necessary repairs were taking place. We offered our services but were rebuffed, which translates to...damn near assaulted!

There was also a dandy fight in the stands where 5 idiots were taken away in cuffs.

Later, in the parking lot, this drunk babe, seeing us in our colonial clothing, came over and told us about her scavenger hunt. She then took out a list asking if we had any of the items. We didn't, but gave her a flint and a shilling. We asked her if she managed to get anything on the list and she told us about getting a pair of men's jockey shorts for which she had to trade her bra. We said we didn't believe her until she pulled up her t-shirt and showed us that she wasn't wearing a bra. I said that she could've just gone to the game bra-less so where were the shorts. She dropped her pants and she was wearing some guy's underwear. While she was showing them (still holding up her t-shirt), they fell down to her ankles.

Gawd, I love this job!