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And the fun begins. Most of the people showed up this day. Started off with lunch, and ended with a group of 17 showing Floridians how us New Englanders party.
The first lunch, from left to right, Bill (in the back), Dave, Jacob, Bama and Lisa.
Hanging in the lobby, the Pats discussion starts up, with (left to right) Laureen, Bama, Cecil, Dave, Jo, Lisa (head towards the camera), Shaun and Bill
The world famous tattoo ... no description needed.
The crowd continues to gather, with Cecil, Laureen, Greg and Steph in the middle of it all. Bama protecting Steph from all the evil people ... or so he wanted everyone to think.
The first list picture, from left-right, Steve C., Bama, Phil, Jacob, Steph, myself, Bill, Rick and his son Andrew, taken in the hotel bar of course.
The BB Brigade pioneers, Frank, Bama and John.
Now wanting anyone to feel left out, Bama shows Laureen some lovin'. Soon after that, we inducted a new Pats fan into the group, Laureen and her fiance Larry.
The newest Pats fan (and sorry to all the Pats babes), but also the cutest, Darren and his daughter, and no I wasn't talking about him!
Did they ever leave the bar? :) Rick, his wife Diane, Greg and Steph just hangin... and on the other side of the bar, Bama's steaming up ... Philip and his wife notice Bama steaming up as someone must have been flirting with one of the Babes! At the same time, Bill's wondering if there's any chance of trading for a future draft pick resulting in suiting up Darren's baby.
Just all smiles ... getting the feeling Steph likes the camera?
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Game day, finally! Unlike last year, where the drinking started at 8:30 am, we were much more subdued this year and didn't want to appear to be a bunch of drunks, so we waited till 10:30! After the game, a few of us headed over to South Beach during the more ordinary drinking hours.
The coolers are brought down to the lobby, which again serves as our meeting point.
Patriot Rick, Diane and Andrew talk about the proceedings.
While he wasn't there due to injury, Larry Whigham is still remembered by Greg and myself. And the drinking begins, with Jacob, Glenn, Dave, Greg and myself opening up the beers. Steve C is on the far trying to find one.
Where's the bus? The group just sits around and waits (l-r; Glenn, Dave, Greg, Jacob, Cecil, Laureen and Steph).
Who's the lucky guy? In the midst of Babes, Steph, myself, Lisa and Laureen. Trying to get the picture done before Bama sees what's going on.
The bus finally picks us up. Is nothing sacred? ... we've even corrupted the youth of America.
Tailgating begins, as Bill, Jacob and the Brewgnat enjoy the food that Brew was great enough to get for us.
We finally manage to get everyone into the Pats list picture. Back row, l-r: Shaun, Darren, Craig Miles bro, Philip, Craig, Cecil, Brewgnat, Bama, Bob Wells and his brother. Front row, l-r: don't know who's son that is unfortunately, Rick, myself, Steph, Jacob, Laureen, Frank, Bill and Glenn. The entire bus then got in on the picture fun.
The pictures just continued as Jacob and Lisa got together for one, while Brewgnat and Icepick get their families into the fun. A couple of my friends that made the trip down, Dave, Mike, and Jay, try to explain the Pats 0-3 situation to Greg and Glenn.
It's game time, and the view from our seats is just majestic! Darren plans on flying down to get a beer, and the rest of the group just watches as Steph shows the Dolpfans why Pats Babes are better than all the rest.
After the game, the beers are pulled out again, as Larry and Laureen practice their wedding pics, and Shaun and Jo show they can hang with those damn Americans. Others just hang out, and the Wells brothers keep Cecil company, since everyone was blaming the Canadian. In case anyone was wondering why Dave called Cecil a slut ... any more questions?
Back at the hotel, Laureen schmoozes with Steve Burton.
And the last group decides to head down to South Beach for one more night on the town. After a great supper (l-r: Dave, Lisa, myself, Jay, Jacob and Cecil), we headed to Mangoes. Someone forgot to tell Jacob drinking too much can tire you out in a hurry, giving Dave and Lisa something to laugh about. It was amazing to see the waitresses just wanting the Pats fans so badly ... Cecil enjoys his shot, and Jay wasn't complaining much either. Jacob was just falling over backwards at the waitresses beauty (or something like that).
Hope you all enjoyed the pictures. If there are any problems, or if I have any names wrong, please let me know asap! |
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