Sunday, October 13, 2013

Fun party at Reliant Stadium parking lot followed by exceptional Mexican food in Baytown

Some scary shit. The Houston skeletons

The Reliant Stadium parking lot is a good time. 

Okay, it's a really good time. Lots of people cooking chicken, sausage, brisket and steaks, in addition to drinking lots of beer. Loud music, hot chicks, freaks in costumes.

Sounds like a fantastic afternoon, right? Yeah, a lot of fun. I wandered around for several hours in Oakland Raiders gear. I looked fantastic!

The local football team inside the stadium didn't seem like it had its shit together, but those folks know how to throw a hell of a party outside. A guy in the parking lot offered me a ticket for $50, but that was about $50 more than I had planned on spending to get inside the building. I looked at all the people in costumes and all the hot chicks wandering around and thought to myself, We've got to find some place downtown to hang out for a while because I absolutely refuse to ask any of these people for food or beer. I'm will not ask strangers for sustenance or alcohol. I just ain't gonna do that.

I should have brought some food and drinks, but I didn't know what to expect. This was my first time to tailgate at Reliant.

I took a train ride downtown and found a little place called Molly's Pub on Main Street where I watched the local team's second string quarterback throw a pick six. Same song, second and third verse. I sat there wondering how we had gone so wrong. How had we lost the Oilers? How we had become such a mediocre football squad at best? How had we become a team that has more interceptions than touchdowns and has to settle for Vanilla Ice concerts at halftime?

Good sign. Good decision.
Maybe the organization simply needs to start making good decisions. I've discovered that when things are really fucked up in life you can usually trace the problem to a series of bad decisions made by people not qualified to make those kinds of decisions. Maybe the local football team is suffering from a series of bad decisions that just make them, well, mediocre at best.

After the Texans gave their best effort against the St. Louis Rams, we drove to Baytown, Texas. In Baytown we had Mexican food at one of my favorites here, El Toro. The perfect ending to a fantastic day.

If you're ever bored on a Sunday morning and the local football team happens to be in town, get some friends together and go hang out in the parking lot. There's a lot to see and do, and no matter what is happening inside the big building next to the Astrodome, you can have a fantastic afternoon as long as you bring some chow and drinks.

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