You may remember this post, which detailed the infamous “Favre-tini.”
It was created by a friend that tends bar at this establishment.
Jimbuktu, our Fail-Friday-Columnist, alerted me that SI editor Terry McDonell mentioned the “Favre-tini” in his column. The piece appeared in the NFL preview edition.
I blogged on this matter, calling for Terry to come out of the Time Warner shadows.
Well, Terry never showed. The post, like this heinous one, got little to no action.
All hope was lost, and I’m pretty sure the rest of the sports blogging community looked at me like the crop duster from “Independence Day.”
However, that all changed this this morning, as I did something rarer than Joe Namath wearing condoms in 1969.
That is, I checked my specially formatted Tirico Suave email account.
And this is what I found:
Here are five final thoughts on this wild chase:
1) When Mr. Bars scrawled this in the contact section, it was the truth.
2) For future blog enterprising inquiries, contact me at icass83@gmail.com
3) Tirico Suave lost out on a lot of potential traffic.
4) The same friend that started this whole thing just created a new drink, aptly named, “The Severed ACL-Tini.”
5) “The Severed ACL-Tini” will be SI’s “Sign Of The Apocolypse” in a coming issue.
And, Terry, feel free to stop by anytime. Or, if you’d rather meet in person, we can arrange a sit down at the bar and get fucking shitfaced off qurky NFL drinks. Too bad Rick Reilly isn’t still there, he’d jump at this opportunity for a column.
With that said, you can also send Chris Ballard — the only one with backpage writing skills — as a substitute.
