Gay World Series Entry #2

Ugh...so I know you've all been waiting with baited breath over the results of the 2005 NAGAAA Softball Gay World Series.

Obviously, we didn't do too well, or I would TOTALLY be raving on it almost immediately. Since it's been a whole week and you're not hearing echoes off of Mount Rushmore...well...*sniff sniff*

Our first game was just...well...it was just a TRAINWRECK! I mean...like Tammy Faye's makup in a rainstorm trainwreck. Or...or...Michael Jackson at a Chuck E Cheeses trainwreck! ARRRRRgghghhg! The other team, though seeded below us, just had SO much energy and played much better than us. We actually got RUN RULED. How. Freaking. Embarrassing. *cry* I played like crap, I have no idea where my mind was.

So the next day, Thursday, we were in the losers bracket. We either had to pull it out and win...or start pouring the tequilla shots because we would be DONE. And...well...let's just say I got REALLY drunk that evening. Well...truthfully I did get drunk but not on tequilla...on bourbon! Woo woo! So while getting into this drunken state, we went to the host bar that night "Bourbon Street" which I really liked. They had a "shower in your underwear" contest and the drag queen host asked "Who needs some porn?" and I totally raised my hand (do you blame me?). So when I get up there she hands me this DVD of porn and asks "So...want to be in the contest?" to which I responded "Sure."

*grin* So let's lay some groundwork for this answer:

1. I had not been hit on at all the whole week...publicity is a good thing
2. I was wearing my sexy black underwear. :)
3. I was a little bit intoxicated
4. I'll do anything embarrassing...because quite honestly...it embarrasses my friends more than me.

So I go into the back room and I'm like number 3 back there (of 6) and this one guy I had met earlier, Ryan, was either totally drunk or on something (I think it was door #2) because he was stapling himself. Yes...staples into his arm and he was all giggly about it *eyeroll*. Anyway, the manager was back there and she offered us a shot and me a separate drink (jack and diet) and I said "So...I get TWO DVDs for this right?" and she says "Sure, honey". *laugh* SCORE! So after the boys argued about who was going first, I told them to shut the hell up and I would go first (wussies). So I did my thang, showered off (thank goodness they were synthetic underwear) answered a few questions on the mic and went back in the back. Once in the back, the BEST looking guy said he needed some "inspiration" so I suffered and put my hand down his underwear and played underwear pool. *laugh* Innocent fun, innocent fun.

The night was over, softball was over, we were over IT, and lots of us were ready to get the FRELL home. But we were there...and the weather was SO frelling perfect...how can you be upset for long? :)

Friday we decided to go to "Black's Beach" the gay beach (also people supposedly went around nude there) and so a group of us drove down there. After a decent hike, we arrived at the beach and YES there were people nekkid there! (most I didn't necessarily have a desire to see...but they had some big dongs *boggle*).

Saturday were the final games (but we pretty much only caught the tail end of things) and closing ceremonies out on an island (we had to take a water taxi out there...cool!). It was a "no drinking in public" place so they had us coralled into a little fenced area called a "beer garden" where I felt the Christian Coalition was going to drop a bomb on the alcoholic homos and get rid of us in one fell swoop.

It was our last night in San Diego and my teammates all wanted to go to Rich's to dance as it was Bear Night. I hung out for a bit, but some friends wanted to go back to Kicker's so we left the bar but passed by this other bar Flicks (video bar) where I had seen this bartender in the ad for it that I recognized as maybe being this guy from a Sean Cody video. Well after we got in I was rewarded as it was indeed Dominic. What a freaking hottie po tottie. My friends decided to leave but I wanted to at least get a drink from this guy so I could at least say I "got served by a porn star" *hehe*.

So on my way home, this cute little guy was just about stumbling trying to get a taxi. He was druuuuuuunk. So of course, me being the nice guy, I grabbed his hand and we started talking torward the more main streets in search of a cab. I was completely sober and he was so amusing. His name was..."Dougie" from Boston. He was on a sightseeing tour with his lesbian best friend (who was back at his hotel room sleeping) and was sorely disappointed he couldn't "thank me in the proper way" for helping him get back to where he was staying.

So after stopping at my hotel (we had met up with other friends who shared our cab) I stuffed him into another cab and bid adeiu. He was indeed cute...to bad circumstances weren't different as I bet he would have been alot of fun >:)

So I've been back in the ATL for a week getting my life back together. Doing laundry, cleaning house, even going out on a few dates *gasp*. Glad to be home, disappointed we didn't do better, but someone has to lose, ya? Now I know what I need to work on for next year...watch out!