Dear Hoots

The Titans are playing today. The Vols play, heck, even the Skyhawks play.  The Cardinals, some folks like the Braves.

So tell me, why in a college town with a suitcase community you sorta want to stay around and spend money, oh why isn’t there a proper sports bar. There are juke joints watching monster trucks drives (I’m not lying) but no place for a big sports production.

You would make a ton of money. Must I tell you these things?

Damn.

It really hacks me off and makes me want to go live in the woods or the city. Preferably one with a lovely sports bar with discount drinks, folks who know sports and possible a fine sandwich.

And the church of the sporting events that is groovy.

There is nothing like sitting with strangers and friends in a friendly sporting hootenanny.

I’m highly disappointed. This could mean you are dead to me.

I doubt it, but still. Grrr.

Hell, the Ravens just scored. I’m out.

Sincerely,

Squirrel Queen and Newscoma

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Posted by newscoma on Jan 10th, 2009 and is filed under Tennessee.

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2 Responses to “Dear Hoots”

  1. Frank says:
    January 10th, 2009 at 4:23 pm

    First rule of business: find a niche and fill it.

  2. christinajade says:
    January 10th, 2009 at 4:41 pm

    to ‘coma and sq – sports bar in p-town is an hour away from you. and i know a great redheaded chick who will offer room and board and beer. :)