World Series of Beer Pong 4 - Day 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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It's so easy to hate "We Own Your Face" because of Tone's attitude and his brash speech and actions during his play. But then when you watch Neil, and really get to know Tone, it then becomes so hard to hate them. Neil plays the game the right way. He sits back silently and makes cups, and lets his actions do the talking. Tone is electric and fun to watch, but he really does have a heart of gold. Some people may think that he's an asshole, but that's just how he comes off during his games. He's gone from being my sworn enemy to one of my best allies in beer pong. Funny how things can change over the course of a few years and you start seeing people for who they really are...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We were flying pretty high going into game 5, and we played some dudes who called themselves "Flick the Bean." I don't know what it means, and I don't even feel like googling it because if it's anything like these guys, I know I won't like it. It's not that they were complete assholes, it's just that they handed us our first loss of the tournament. What made it worse is that the black guy said that the white guy (who was completely wasted) was previously shooting horrendously all day, and for this game he just started shooting out of his mind. Why the hell did he have to do that against us? Plus this game will also haunt me because Kanz was taken completely out of the game because the Fringles girls were playing right next to us. Kanz was looking at cups, they just weren't on the opposite end of the table, if you know what I mean. With that loss we did fall to 4-1 after 5 games, and although the first loss was tough, we still had tons of more games left to play before Day 3.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm a pretty sore loser. I have no problem admitting that now that I am older. And as I walked away from my table after the loss, I instantly figured out the perfect way to turn that frown upside down. My friends made me laugh so hard that I honestly no longer cared about my loss. I dare you to look at the pictures below and not crack a smile. At first I only saw Lorge without his shirt on, but then my eyes caught that barren flesh of Balkman and Hummel showing their unanimous support for Lorge's fashion statement. And that was only the beginning.