TGIF! I wish it was fucking Tuesday! Movie v. 80 degrees = Lambeau – Bluffs Vendetta. Valdeon, apple and wine. Old Crow and beers with cozies. Pairings crowd populating the once quiet sidewalk. Eugene lawn circle. How’s the job at the coop going? Bring my cat over here. “It’s the joint!” original. Smoking and drinking on a Tuesday night. Disco discus shoes. Discuss. Call him Numero. Mississippi route. Hoping to see a bluff muff. Sunset over Portland blouses and camel toes. Weed whacker, reflective vest, Beats headphones. Kickstarter for the rope swing. Don’t forget the Sam Adams Memorial Funicular. Father Klaus. Full rat pack of riders. Vendetta is ours. Good Life Descender IPA and table whiskeys. BLT= Boy With the Dragon Tattoo. Skidding on Skidmore, Failing on Failing, Going on going, 5 wide on Shalen. He’s just down the street. I’m just down the street … at Tiga. La Chouffe. Crusty bread, deviled eggs, olives, spicy pulled chicken. Last calamari on a dropped plate. All downhill from here. Sleep v. Pancakes at Dawn is no contest. Propped up at the hot cake house eating hash, eggs, and cakes. Best pancakes in West Gresham.

Bars: Vendetta, Tiga, (Hot Cake House)
Fathers: SA, Gatto, Swan, Vic, Bezzo, Dubs, Chairman, Namath, Gness, Klaus
Beers: Good Life Descender IPA, La Chouffe

Game Log:
DLMB 15 BMSP 4 Hanger (DL)
DLMB 16 GLSW 6
DBLK 16 DLMB 14 Won on needle threading last shot by SA
DBLK 17 DSOTH 6 Hanger (DB), Hanger (DS), OTH = Klaus

Weather war: Zaffino v. Tuesday R & R. 53rd avenue under dry skies, scenic arterial to the Rose City prepack. BFF=Bars Fathers Beers. Swan IPA in growler. Vic award pilsner in cans. Van Halen, Hold Steady. Dubs is a Viner. Critical mass gathers before we decide to swish into the city center. Or, rather, into back-fuck SE PDX: the Rumpus; the Brunette. Still no rain. Dubs blanks GTO Swan. The two edge Vic and and I, then lose to the Pharmers. Judd Nelson and Zulu shock the world and win. Vic and I steal honors at the last. No rain and 6 wide on whatever street. Roscoe’s. Pepper Saison, some chocolatey Dopplebock, Upright, Fort George, and more. Jambalaya, Spicy mac, Roast beef & mushroom melt, grinder. Mowgli says we are animals. SA told you so about the rain. Saddle up under light, then medium, then downpour. Gome by schmidnight 30.

Bars: Rumpus, Roscoe’s
Fathers: Dubs, Gatto, Lizza, Vic, Swan, Kong, Zulu, SA
Beers: Pepper Saison, Dopplebock??, Upright, Fort George, IPA?, Pilsner?

Game Log:
MB 11 SW 0 Shutout, Bloodbath (MB)
MBSW 15 BMSP 14
DBDL 17 MBSW 11 Flood (MB)
OCSL 16 DBDL 14
BMSP 15 OCSL 9 Hanger (BM)

Mostly quiet on the front end, with chatter at a minimum. Band prax meet up with Dubs and a short ride with hats to the Hutch. Solemn news bruises hearts. Hope and best wishes, Chairman. Full complement of fathers. Even SA skidding in late. Turns out we were only there to get our tails kicked in by Dubs and Swan. No second bar tonight, especially for SA who disappeared around the corner, continuing his slow march away from the pack. Great ride under the misty moon back to Swan’s. Curse the mandatory car assist, but gome by 11:45. CSPAN, fellas, CSPAN.

MBSW 11 DLSP 0
MBSW 17 BMLK 13 Hanger (SW)
MBSW 16 DBDS 2
MBSW 17 DLSP 8 Flood (SW)
MBSW 16 BMLK 9 Flood (MB)
SW 15 SP 7

Swan takes top honors for the night. He and Dubs go 5-0, extending their double win streak to 7. Swan also registered a hanger, a shutout, a flood, and stopped Gato’s sinlgles streak with night-finishing singles victory. Swan also has moved into the career lead at the Hutch (26-17, 60.47%).

Bars: Hutch
Fathers: Swan, Gato, Dubs, Chairman, Bezzo, Vic, Namath, SA