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This morning I woke up and went down to Shinjuku and met up with Pau and Simon and Quebecois Simon at the Minami-guchi Hub, which I have previously described as being an "Engrish Pub". I was about 45 minutes late for the start of the WBC final game for various reasons, but as it is I came in during the second inning, so it was ok. The Hub seats 60 people, and I'd say there were that many plus another 20 or so people in there, even more at the maximum, since during lunch hour another couple of guys in suits came in and ate food and watched too.
I am fortunate to have friends who got a table by the big TV.
And yes, I came in and ordered fish'n'chips and a pint of beer, and it was before 11am. Pau had his Fujikawa jersey on and I had my Fighters Ogasawara jersey, and we saw some cool ones there like a couple where the guy had an oldskool Daiei jersey and the girl had an old Kintetsu jersey... with "Nakamura #5" on the back! Dude.
As you probably already know, Japan won the game 5-3 in the tenth inning. It was really nuts though, and such a close game. Great to watch with a huge crowd of Japanese people at a bar though, we were applauding everything as appropriate, getting up and high-fiving when runs were scored, etc, and totally nearly having a collective heart failure when Darvish gave up the game-tying run in the 9th. When Ichiro hit in that 2-RBI single, the place EXPLODED -- we all stood up and applauded and high-fived and yelled and cheered and the place spontaneously erupted into a chant of "I-CHI-RO! I-CHI-RO!" as well as "ato hitori!" when there was one batter left, and just "NIP-PON! NIP-PON!" afterwards. Huge applause when Iwakuma got his gold medal, too. (And WTF was with Matsuzaka being named MVP, that was SUCH TOTAL BULLSHIT, Kuma got ROBBED. Even Matsuzaka was like "Dude... I think this is really yours...")
Yeah, so triumphant and full of alcohol and smelling way too much of cigarette smoke, Pau and Simon and I decided to celebrate by playing Settlers of Catan, except it turned out the Hub was closing at 3:30 and kicking us out. So we went to First Kitchen, got some small foods there, found a table on their 3rd floor, and played there. Simon won, because Pau totally kept kicking me the entire game, even though Simon had more VPs the entire time, a better endgame position (rock-wheat squares) and had cut Pau off early on in the placement. I tried to explain this, but he's like "No, I'm gonna attack Deanna because she always wins." So of course neither of us won. We really need a fourth person for Catan and Mr. Rookie, or something.
Pau had to go do some work and a FK employee told us politely to please leave when we finished our game, so we did. Simon and I hung out talking for about an hour in Shinjuku station, then headed our respective ways. I was somehow still hungry when I got to Akabane -- drinking alcohol really gives me the munchies I suppose, and despite being 6-7pm by then I swear it felt like 3am, so I went to Heiroku, and I didn't know the dude behind the bar, but he totally screwed up a bunch of my orders, so that was stupid. On the other hand when they accidentally gave me the wrong color plate for one of them I was totally able to explain/complain it.
Um...
where the hell did the rest of the evening go? I honestly don't know. I actually cleaned up my room a bit, and sorted some bills/papers that I'd been searching for for a while, and read through some more job sites, and was in some zombie frays on PP but... that's not 6 hours worth of sitting around. Oh well.
I'm supposed to go to Jingu today to see the Fighters, except it's supposed to rain just like it was last time I was supposed to go to Jingu to see the Fighters, last Friday. Sigh. The Dragons are also playing the Giants at the Tokyo Dome in the evening, so maybe I can do both games, heh. I'll just throw a Chunichi jersey and a Fighters jersey in my bag...
This morning I woke up and went down to Shinjuku and met up with Pau and Simon and Quebecois Simon at the Minami-guchi Hub, which I have previously described as being an "Engrish Pub". I was about 45 minutes late for the start of the WBC final game for various reasons, but as it is I came in during the second inning, so it was ok. The Hub seats 60 people, and I'd say there were that many plus another 20 or so people in there, even more at the maximum, since during lunch hour another couple of guys in suits came in and ate food and watched too.
I am fortunate to have friends who got a table by the big TV.
And yes, I came in and ordered fish'n'chips and a pint of beer, and it was before 11am. Pau had his Fujikawa jersey on and I had my Fighters Ogasawara jersey, and we saw some cool ones there like a couple where the guy had an oldskool Daiei jersey and the girl had an old Kintetsu jersey... with "Nakamura #5" on the back! Dude.
As you probably already know, Japan won the game 5-3 in the tenth inning. It was really nuts though, and such a close game. Great to watch with a huge crowd of Japanese people at a bar though, we were applauding everything as appropriate, getting up and high-fiving when runs were scored, etc, and totally nearly having a collective heart failure when Darvish gave up the game-tying run in the 9th. When Ichiro hit in that 2-RBI single, the place EXPLODED -- we all stood up and applauded and high-fived and yelled and cheered and the place spontaneously erupted into a chant of "I-CHI-RO! I-CHI-RO!" as well as "ato hitori!" when there was one batter left, and just "NIP-PON! NIP-PON!" afterwards. Huge applause when Iwakuma got his gold medal, too. (And WTF was with Matsuzaka being named MVP, that was SUCH TOTAL BULLSHIT, Kuma got ROBBED. Even Matsuzaka was like "Dude... I think this is really yours...")
Yeah, so triumphant and full of alcohol and smelling way too much of cigarette smoke, Pau and Simon and I decided to celebrate by playing Settlers of Catan, except it turned out the Hub was closing at 3:30 and kicking us out. So we went to First Kitchen, got some small foods there, found a table on their 3rd floor, and played there. Simon won, because Pau totally kept kicking me the entire game, even though Simon had more VPs the entire time, a better endgame position (rock-wheat squares) and had cut Pau off early on in the placement. I tried to explain this, but he's like "No, I'm gonna attack Deanna because she always wins." So of course neither of us won. We really need a fourth person for Catan and Mr. Rookie, or something.
Pau had to go do some work and a FK employee told us politely to please leave when we finished our game, so we did. Simon and I hung out talking for about an hour in Shinjuku station, then headed our respective ways. I was somehow still hungry when I got to Akabane -- drinking alcohol really gives me the munchies I suppose, and despite being 6-7pm by then I swear it felt like 3am, so I went to Heiroku, and I didn't know the dude behind the bar, but he totally screwed up a bunch of my orders, so that was stupid. On the other hand when they accidentally gave me the wrong color plate for one of them I was totally able to explain/complain it.
Um...
where the hell did the rest of the evening go? I honestly don't know. I actually cleaned up my room a bit, and sorted some bills/papers that I'd been searching for for a while, and read through some more job sites, and was in some zombie frays on PP but... that's not 6 hours worth of sitting around. Oh well.
I'm supposed to go to Jingu today to see the Fighters, except it's supposed to rain just like it was last time I was supposed to go to Jingu to see the Fighters, last Friday. Sigh. The Dragons are also playing the Giants at the Tokyo Dome in the evening, so maybe I can do both games, heh. I'll just throw a Chunichi jersey and a Fighters jersey in my bag...
