The Freakin Weekend
This weekend turned out to be pretty damn good! What made it soo good you ask? Well for starters on Friday I went to a party. Even though most of the people there were highschoolers, which made me feel kind of old. Still I hung out with my friends which made it fun.
Next day is saturday, This was supposed to be a big day for me. I missed the last big fight which was the Mike Tyson fight. I wanted to see the Hopkins vs. De la hoya. I asked Jerry if we could get a couple of friends to pitch in and watch it at his house. UNFORTUNATELY he changed his mind because he would rather spend his money on Takka Vodka. Its all good though. So I get home from work and Im going online desperately asking people if they know of any one or place showing the fight. No results. So I say fuck it! Im going to find the fight somewhere, somehow.
My ADVENTURE begins. I get in my car and drive to downtown by the Great Plate, nope not showing there. I continue my way and go down 11th street. Go by the Shamrock and notice people gathered around by the TV. Excitement pumps in my blood. I go inside and to my dismise they are just gathered around playing Texas Holdem. I didnt know this was a gambling place. All of a sudden this old drunk guy walks up to me and starts to telll me his life story. I think quickly and press the volume button on my phone and pretend I have a phone call and quickly leave.
Next distination is the sports club. I drive by there and look inside. All I see is espn highlights and things of that sort. No luck. Than my last final distination. THE TAQ by blockbuster. I walk in there and look at their big screen tv and see shit so I walk out sadly.
As Im driving home, im thinking to myself "i gotta watch this fuckin fight no matter what!!!" So I drive around my block to see if anyone is watching the fight. BEHOLD!! I see a big fuckin mexican party and their garage is open with a little 12inch tv showing the fight. I than realized this was my only chance and I had to take it.
I park my car and start to walk towards their house. I than arrive to their house on the corner. Little mexican kids running by me playing around not realizing that they could be watching a big fight! So I slowly but cautiously walk up to the garage full of drunk 100% mexicans. I look at one of them and say "oh the de la hoya fight?" he looks at me in kind of confusion like he didnt really understand me and goes yeah! de la hoya! So i say do you mind if watch it pointing my finger down to the ground, trying to establish position. He takes a second to realize what im asking and says "Pues si! si!"
Of course if you dont know I'm half hispanic. So I use some of my spanglish and say " No var nojar la persona que vive aqui?" i mean its not 100% good but i think i got my question across and he says "NO NO no te precupes"
So at that point I realized YES!! I knew i was going to watch the fight somehow! So the fight didnt start for another half an hour. Im standing there with open seats and all of a sudden the owner of the house comes up to me and says "sientate! sientate! quieres un cervesa!?" im thinking damn these people are cool! but i politely say no thank you and take a seat.
I than sat quietly and waited until the fight started. Let me tell ya! It was worth it!!
Now today being sunday! I had the day off and just relaxed and watched football all day.
Weekends dont get much better than this!
--Fonz