The first-ever Texas A&M-@-Kansas-State-Wichita-Katpak'rs event.Attendees: Trim. Levi. Levi's wife (for the first half).
Hosted by: The fine folks at Emerson Biggin's, 808 E. Douglas.
The night opened a a little after 5:30 the smaller, back room at EB's. At first, it was just the three of us, but shortly before kick-off a nice amount of emaw filled in around us. If I remember, there are seven TVs in the back room, and for most of the evening, six were tuned into KSU-A&M and one had ku-CU.
Unable to handle the Kats early scoring barrage, all of the TVs in the establishment went blank with a little "no signal" box dancing around the screen — we still had audio, luckily. By the time the technical gurus at EB's found the remotes, Kats led 17-0.
About that same time a group of about six Kat fans dressed in all sorts of fancy attire, including ties, prom dresses
and maybe even a tiara took over the table next to us. One of the finely dressed young men asked Trim if Brandon Herald was playing. Trim LOL'd then explained that Kellis had broken the story that Harold had quit the team on KSUFans.com earlier in the week. His reaction was mostly
, with a little
and
mixed in.
As the night wore on and 1998 developed on the TVs in front of us — Kats rolling hapless opponent, ku treading Rocky Mountain Air — two other groups of note joined us in the room.
Group 1 - About 15 middle-aged, mostly overweight women. Never confirmed the reason why they were out and about that night, but most likely it was a celebration of one of the elders having the chance to shed her 'spinster' tag in the coming weeks. But who really knows. Anyway, they were a bunch cackling hens, for sure. At one point Trim turned quickly and shouted "SHHHHH!" at two of them who were engaged in a tedious conversation about gardening or laundry or sewing or something. They didn't look back, but they did quiet down. Great display of emaw power from Trim.
Group 2 - A group of about 12 mostly ku fans, both male and female, in their low to mid 20s, apparently playing a bar game called "bar golf" Again,
. This quickly became our favorite group of the night. Most notable of this group was Mike. He sat down at our table, uninvited of course. He was either drunk or dumb. By this point, the Kats were up a million, so our attention turned to getting to know Mike.
I asked Mike if I could call him Joel, because he looks like a guy I know named Joel. He frowned and, in the most defeated voice ever, said he was against us doing that. Turns out, the girl he likes is having relations with a guy named Joel. Trim and I proceeded to loudly praise this Joel character for being able to get the girl from Mike and being generally awesome. Mike was furious, and told Trim to STFU. Not a good idea. Trim verbally harassed Mike, telling him that this was a "Joel Table" and if he was going to sit here, he would have to not only praise Joel for being such a fine individual, but also contribute in the praise. Mike apologized for the STFU and we went on.
Mike told us that, while Joel had taken his true love, he was having relations — as recently as the night before — with a girl in the group he came with. This was a fascinating development, so I told him we had to talk to this girl. Her name was .... can't remember. Anyway, she was across the room and he shouted her name several times, and she kept giving him the "give me a minute" signal. This continued on until he got so annoyed he replaced her name with "Bitch". So for the next 30 seconds he shouted across the room: "Hey Bitch, come here!" Not awkward. Fun.
I should mention that by this time, Todd had thrown the game away for ku, and the Buffaloes were storming the field. This rash of ku fans around us were crushed. Crushed to the point that I think one of them
may have even noticed the game had ended. He shrugged and walked off.
Finally, to finish up Group 2, another girl from the group ... can't remember her name either, maybe Lisa, but probably not ... stood between Trim and I. She was wearing a ku shirt and saw Trim's Kat hat and frowned. "Ew, K-State," she said. "I hate K-State." Trim said something along the lines of "I figured." But she continues on, "Sorry, but I work at a restaurant, and K-State fans that come in don't tip very well." Trim responds, "I didn't ask."
I asked this young lady if she went to ku. She said no.
When the games ended, we went next door to Rock Island Live, a new spot in the back of EB's where they play live music on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Luckily, it was hip hop night. Trim entered the bar area, bypassing the doorman with a quick "What's up, man?" I lagged behind enough for the doorman to stop me: "$3," he said. So I paid a $3 cover, and Trim got in free.
The first act was a white hip-hop artist. He was talented. So talented in fact, I tracked him down after he exited the stage and Trim snapped our picture together.
From there, things got blurry. I do remember there was a brush artist on stage with the act after the white dude. Never saw such a thing, still don't understand it.
From there, we called it a night. And what a
night it was.
I'm sure I forgot something. And when Trim posts some pics from the evening, it will probably spark a memory or two. Otherwise, that's all from the October Wichita Katpak'r recap.
EDIT: It should be noted that I am happily married and Trim has a girlfriend. He was generally offensive to anyone who wasn't a Katpak'r. I am fairly social in those situations, asking a hundred questions and trying to learn everyone's name so I can make fun of them later. It was an interesting mix that made for several good stories.
