First of all, a belated happy 4th of July to everyone out there. I want to thank those who are serving our country, whether it be in the war-torn areas of the Middle East (the world for that matter) or protecting us here everyday on our own soil.
Typically, I spend my July 4th with family and close friends usually on the beaches of LA grilling up some ribs, burgers, or steaks. Plenty of volleyball and always ample alcohol to go around.
However, the last couple of years the location has been significantly different being here at the Rio for the WSOP. July 4th in Vegas certainly isn't the same as Hermosa Beach so outside activities are curtailed. Still, hanging with friends and drinking alcohol does not suck!
Several of us took in a double feature yesterday at the Palms. First, we saw the 4th edition of John McClane saving the USA in Live Free or Die Hard. Personally, I thought it was a very good movie and was pretty entertained for 2 hours. If you haven't seen it, it's definitely worth checking out. It's 10 times better than some movies playing. Which conveniently leads me to...
Transformers was the second part of movie night. Honestly, it was BRUTAL! I mean it was simply awful. It was 2.5 hours and complete boredom. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration but it was pretty lousy. The only thing going for it was hot chicks. I mean smoking, hot chicks. The 21 year old Megan Fox was incredibly sexy but unbelievably upstaged by this super stunning blonde vixen. After a bit of research, I've established that it was a leggy 5'11", 23 year old Australian named Rachael Taylor. Her role wasn't important to the plot of the movie but looking at her at least kept me awake. Needless to say, skip Transformers and enjoy a cocktail with someone special in your life.
After the movies, we proceeded to head over to the Greenstein condo to hangout, eat some burgers, drink some beer and watch the fireworks. Well, three out of four isn't bad I guess. We apparently missed most of the fireworks while we were seeing the epic that was Transformers. Bad Beat!
We ate some burgers and drank Coronas while listening to some tunes. A board game called Cranium was brought into the mix but it was super annoying as about 3 of the people couldn't agree on the rules. I retired early due to the constant arguing and fighting after every single question. I guess, Story and Henriquez were victorious in the end.
As we drank more and more beer, four of us (Joe Sebok, Matt Palmer, Henriquez and of course LA) decided to put Joey Stapes to the challenge of finishing 5 large double burgers. Let me remind you, this was after we had already eaten dinner a few hours earlier and had been drinking plenty of beer. It was a freeroll for Stapleton. The original bet was for a total of $500 but as he "struggled" through burger #2, he negotiated it up to $1,000. Honestly, he basically "fleeced" his friends. Well, at least that was our opinion. He made it through 4.5+ burgers and with only about 3-4 large bites remaining, he asked if we wanted to buy out of the bet. Confident, he would finish off the last burger we all settled for the original $500. Why would he do that? We're pretty sure the guilt of "fleecing" his friends was starting to seriously bother him.
When I was growing up, the NFL ran commercials during games where they would show a clip of a play and the fans would have to decide what the call on the field by the ref should be. It was titled "You make the call." So in that spirit, you make the call should Stapes be considered a "fleecer" by his friends or should the nickname of Fleecer Jr. be dropped once and for all. (He earned the nickname of Fleecer Jr. for a fleece-job he pulled on Henriquez and myself at the very beginning of the series.)
I hope everyone had a happy 4th and to those serving come home soon and safe!
Last but not least, good luck this weekend to all the pros who have been blogging throughout the Series for us. We look forward to a couple more blogs from each of you over the next 1.5 weeks. Best of luck to Shane, Thomas, Scott, EFro and of course Joe and Gav.
Until next time...