I’m about to double you up on some BaseBallBloggin, because Co-Host is the fucking salt of the earth and offered me some Brew Crew ticket action. Broder txtd me up about noonish and says he’s got some businessman seats, if I want to fill one of them.

“Hmmm,” I thought as I stared into the jar of mayonnaise, still sweating booze from the Brew Crew encounter the previous day, “It will be best if I attend this sporting event with you.”

Had I known what kind of evening it was going to be I would have brought a real camera, but I never really count on Brewer’s games being exciting anymore.

So evening comes around and I fire up the Silver Spurt, pick up co-host and should have immediately stopped for Chinese, parking lot food. Instead I found myself eating some crap sandwich from Health Code Violation Central in Walker’s Point.  I’d never previously considered it, but I can now safely say I don’t care to have my food prepared or served to me by a 16-year old in a tube top (yes, a tube top), leggings, and Goosefeather’s flip-flops.

To each their own I guess. Also the “Secret Sauce” at that other sandwich place is just Italian dressing. Yup.

Then Silver Spurt got stuck behind a train. It was a long one too. With only one good piece of graffiti. It was two whole cars. And on the first car in small letters it said, “all you see is..” and then you know. Big, big, you know some block silver lettersthat said “..crime in the city’ right”

Actually it said, “impeach.”

We eventual landed in the Yount lot, drank our beers fast like college kids, and headed into the game. Macha got tossed, the Cardinals pitching coach got tossed, Dickerson (not Eric) got tossed, some dude in the stands got tossed by the ump. It was bizarro. Then At some point it dawned on Co-Host that the Cerveceros were prepping the game to bring Trevor “Heck’s Becks” Hoffman in for his 600^th save. MF, this game just turned legendary.

Then it happened, top of the ninth and old 51 comes rolling out. Saves the game and his banner drops. 600. Rad.

I think it’s important to note that we got complimentary jewelry cleaning rags from Robert Hack diamonds. Word to the wise: Don’t buy diamonds from a dude named Robert Hack. Also never get your car worked on by Jamie Brakefailure.

PSA: If you’re interested in buying advertising space in Miller Park the space where that countdown to 600 was just opened up. Perhaps we’ll see a Rumorator.com logo up there next year.

After the game we celebrated, like proper gentlemen, in the parking lot.

Tags: 600 Saves, Brewers, Overrated Sandwiches, Schlitz, Trevor Hoffman

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