We live in the Washington, D.C. area and root for the Washington Nationals. We invented a drinking game that really should catch on around here.
The Nats’ TV broadcasts have a booth team consisting of the play-by-play man, Bob Carpenter, and the color guy, F.P. Santangelo. They’re pretty good. F.P. has a weird, offbeat sense of humor that I enjoy, and Carpenter has a smooth voice and is very affable. But Carpenter tends to get things wrong — a LOT. He gets the pitcher’s count wrong, the players’ names wrong, the inning wrong, the positions in the field wrong, the team names wrong — you name it, he has gotten it wrong — A LOT!
The game is to take a SWALLOW of beer or a SIP of wine whenever he gets something wrong. We’re drunk usually by the end of the third inning or so.
DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME WITH SHOTS OF LIQUOR. If you do, you will die before the end of the fifth inning.
Willywise52 Premium Member over 6 years ago
Missy draws Scott the same,but herself prettier?More guest strips!
ChessPirate over 6 years ago
“Urk! Gak!”
“Khaaaaaaan!”
That’s two drinks…
Flatworm over 6 years ago
We live in the Washington, D.C. area and root for the Washington Nationals. We invented a drinking game that really should catch on around here.
The Nats’ TV broadcasts have a booth team consisting of the play-by-play man, Bob Carpenter, and the color guy, F.P. Santangelo. They’re pretty good. F.P. has a weird, offbeat sense of humor that I enjoy, and Carpenter has a smooth voice and is very affable. But Carpenter tends to get things wrong — a LOT. He gets the pitcher’s count wrong, the players’ names wrong, the inning wrong, the positions in the field wrong, the team names wrong — you name it, he has gotten it wrong — A LOT!
The game is to take a SWALLOW of beer or a SIP of wine whenever he gets something wrong. We’re drunk usually by the end of the third inning or so.
DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME WITH SHOTS OF LIQUOR. If you do, you will die before the end of the fifth inning.
Andrew Sleeth over 6 years ago
“When I found you, you were so slobbering drunk, you couldn’t buy brandy!”