I'm drunk. 5 Gin and Tonics are the culprits, though I have no idea how much of the last one I actually consumed.
The occasion was the Wisconsin-Michigan State basketball game, which was a quarterfinal of the Big Ten Tournament. A bar, relatively close to where I live, has been hosting telecasts of University of Wisconsin (my alma mater both undergrad and law school) football and basketball games for the last 2 or 3 years. I never went before--I could watch most of the games at home, and they were mostly on the weekends, which are reserved for couple's activities, per the compromise with my wife. But she was doing something else last night, and the telecast was only available on a pay channel--I'd have to pay I think $90 for a half-season package to watch it at home. So I went to the bar to watch it.
I wasn't quite OITP (Oldest In The Place, a frequent occurence)--I did find a guy who had graduated 6 years before I did. But most of the others were young enough to be my children. I was talking to a couple guys from the Class of 2002--which means I had finished law school, come to NY, worked as a lawyer for 5 years, and switched careers to computer programming before they were born.
The game was pretty much of a yawn. Wisconsin scored the first 10 points, and were never less than 5 points ahead. The final score was 70-53. I walked home afterwards--not taking advantage of the bar's deal where everything is half price if Wisconsin wins.
It's 7 hours later, and I'm still pretty drunk.
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