Summer in decline!!

Ahh yes my friends. First off, apology for all the loyal readers and friends. I have been MIA again, but that is the nature of me, King of the Jagov tribes. Anyway...

Its time once again for football. Golf season was wrapped up today, with a blistering 27, yes you read it right, 27 net in the league scramble. ONE stinking stroke short of bringing home the bacon. Scored me a TaylorMade GreenBay Packers cap for a door prize, so Im happ-happ-happy!

What pray tell is that picture at the header of this blog? Its the invitation to this years installment of the L.O.S.T Tailgate tuneup.

Cary, what is a Tailgate tuneup?

Answer: The Tailgate Tuneup is a party hosted by the previous seasons Boccee tournament champion. It has a long tradition that was started by one of L.O.S.T's founding and most beloved members, Mickey Tropiano, the resident stud Italian guy. All the season ticket holders and various guests of the tournament champion gather to discuss away game plans and settle matters of order pertaining to the tailgate club. Then we eat. A LOT. Then we drink. A LOT. Puddles of Jagermeister and beer vomit all over. The tailgate tuneup is a party to get completely wasted off your ass and throw up all over yourself and grab up your friends and say " I lush you man..." , then pass out to be vandalized physically by all the other party goers, so a person can get their drinking bearings BEFORE we enter Spartan Stadium. No one has ever puked (in the stands.blowing chunks in the mens john HAS occurred, but there is speculation as to whether it was alcohol or under cooked shrimp) or been escorted out of the stadium for drinking in our history, except for one token UM fan who tried to pawn off some 50/50 tickets as his gate pass (moron) and the one time Tropiano's guest (another token UM jagov) was not allowed entry because he had beers stuffed in his shorts (moron).

Let it be said, that scribes and historians have on record L.O.S.T margaritas that almost single handily wiped out the student section of MSU when on the road at Camp Randall.Puke did fly, Spartans were escorted out by Dane County sheriff deputies, and Badgers were slapped in the mouth that day. It was awesome. We survived, but the poor 20 something kiddzies who partied with us before the game learned the hard way about hanging out with the "OLDER" crowd. The football team got whupped like 56-14 or something like that, so we were surly afterward, but the beers I had concealed in the trees made the walk back to the tailgate more manageable. The Tune UP is a right of summer indicating the beginning of our favorite time of year.Get ready Big Ten football fans...it almost time to suit up, get your mean on and go into battle. More to come..........