Post your favorite game day stories but not ones related to whether the Cards won or lost or how they played. Stories about meeting other ASFN members or outrageous tailgates or close encounters with the twilight zone sort of stuff.
Skorps passing reminded me of the time I rode the bus from the Vine to SDS with our mutual friend PDonaldo. The bus driver had just recently emigrated from Nigeria. The guy got lost driving from the Vine to SDS!!! (For those of you not familiar with the area the Vine is only a few blocks from SDS and you could see the stadium from their parking lot.)
We missed the opening kick and Don and I thought for sure we would be walking back to the Vine after the game. BUT as we walked out of the stadium here comes the Nigerian Dale Earnhardt hot rodding the bus down the side street next to Fumbles, ignores the traffic cops, drives up on the sidewalk and parks right in front of us. Amazing!
Or how about more recently when we had an altercation on a certain bus returning from Glendale and the driver called the Chandler cops. The police blocked off the parking lot and while we watched tasered a fan or two. About an hour or so later they left and suddenly several people came out of the shadows of the shopping center where they had been laying low until the law left. So much for taking the bus to avoid problems driving home after a game day of adult beverages.
Or the visit by a certain New Jersey girl who forgot to get her bobble head give away so I ran back up the ramp to the west entrance in 110 heat to grab her one of the last bobble heads. I think I lost 3-4% of my memory cells during that run.
Another New Jersey story: Jeff Gollin making his one and only trip out to SDS only to almost be asphyxiated in a bear hug given him by a very large Cardinal fan ecstatic over the Cards win over the Cowboys (JRein for you old Cards Corner posters). We thought we were going to have to send JG back to Mrs. Gollin in one of those tubes used to ship wall posters.
And finally the afternoon where I stopped to high five a crazy ex marine wearing a Cardinal hard hat standing next to an SUV with a SAT dish and large Cardinal flag. Turned out to be Jumbotron Eddie aka Jstadvl. We're still tailgating with Derm 9 years later.
I won't mention how I managed to get thrown out of my room at the Tempe Mission Palms hotel after a win over the Giants. Maybe having 10 people and 5 cases of beer in the room and yelling out the window at the Giants fans on University wasn't such a great idea.
Skorps passing reminded me of the time I rode the bus from the Vine to SDS with our mutual friend PDonaldo. The bus driver had just recently emigrated from Nigeria. The guy got lost driving from the Vine to SDS!!! (For those of you not familiar with the area the Vine is only a few blocks from SDS and you could see the stadium from their parking lot.)
We missed the opening kick and Don and I thought for sure we would be walking back to the Vine after the game. BUT as we walked out of the stadium here comes the Nigerian Dale Earnhardt hot rodding the bus down the side street next to Fumbles, ignores the traffic cops, drives up on the sidewalk and parks right in front of us. Amazing!
Or how about more recently when we had an altercation on a certain bus returning from Glendale and the driver called the Chandler cops. The police blocked off the parking lot and while we watched tasered a fan or two. About an hour or so later they left and suddenly several people came out of the shadows of the shopping center where they had been laying low until the law left. So much for taking the bus to avoid problems driving home after a game day of adult beverages.
Or the visit by a certain New Jersey girl who forgot to get her bobble head give away so I ran back up the ramp to the west entrance in 110 heat to grab her one of the last bobble heads. I think I lost 3-4% of my memory cells during that run.
Another New Jersey story: Jeff Gollin making his one and only trip out to SDS only to almost be asphyxiated in a bear hug given him by a very large Cardinal fan ecstatic over the Cards win over the Cowboys (JRein for you old Cards Corner posters). We thought we were going to have to send JG back to Mrs. Gollin in one of those tubes used to ship wall posters.
And finally the afternoon where I stopped to high five a crazy ex marine wearing a Cardinal hard hat standing next to an SUV with a SAT dish and large Cardinal flag. Turned out to be Jumbotron Eddie aka Jstadvl. We're still tailgating with Derm 9 years later.
I won't mention how I managed to get thrown out of my room at the Tempe Mission Palms hotel after a win over the Giants. Maybe having 10 people and 5 cases of beer in the room and yelling out the window at the Giants fans on University wasn't such a great idea.