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Purdue Trip 2016 Year #13 9/22/2016 |
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Good news. Bad news. Terry mixed it up this year and flew out of Albany and I
hate change. This is Bob looking for Terry on the flight:
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The good news
is that usually I’m sandwiched between those two monsters. So hey… pros and
cons.
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And we’re back! Rocking a brew pub for a classy change of pace.
We found Terry.
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We managed to make it pretty late courtesy of a 4AM bar called
Four Moon Tavern. |
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Oke counting cash late night. (note all
the $1 bills) |
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Terry counting calories |
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Morning diner is standard fare. |
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But serendipitously there is a magic 8-ball on the table |
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Last year we were saying Oke’s
responses were drafted from a mental magic 8-ball. He wasn’t pleased with
this.
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But this year it seems he has a better sense of humor about it.
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The old miserable drive to Indiana… |
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Turn the room in to a walk-in cooler. Check. |
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Meet up with Goose. Check.
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Harry’s has a new neon sign this year which is a HUGE throwback.
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Way, way back. The Summer that spawned
the Purdue trip. 2004 – Newport Rhode Island. |
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That’s Terry, Bob and I on the left. |
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Anyway… we’re at Harry’s |
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Initials. Check. |
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Goose. Check. |
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What was I taking a picture of? Was it the $35.00 Bottle of
whisky sign? Or the “Sorry we’re OPEN” sign? |
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Corner Upstairs. Check. |
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Cherry penis joke. Check. |
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This is Goose country. |
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Fascinated by his lower gear. Cargo shorts and boat shoes. |
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The night goes on… |
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We close the night at Where Else? (Where else?) |
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Just joking we’re back at Harry’s. |
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Except Goose who can’t get in. |
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Bright and early. Let’s do this… |
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Solid tailgate on the field. Nothing crazy. But a nice day. |
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Brunos for lunch
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Back to Harry’s…. |
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Lot’s of hugs.
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State Street shit show. |
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Oke and Goose manage to double down on
Where Else? But that was it for me… |
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Morning comes. Time for a quick stop at Triple XXX! |
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The good old days when we went to Triple XXX at night (2012) |
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This is what the coolers look like at the gas station by
Interstate-65 on the day after a game: |
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This is what Terry looks like on Interstate-65 after a game: |
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Another year in the books. |
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