Last Saturday we invited our New York readers to join us for a Subway Series bar crawl, sponsored by the wonderful hombres at Corona. We drank, watched baseball, and awkwardly socialized with people from the internet. So really it was like any other Saturday, except I put clothes on and actually left my apartment.…
No, I'm assuming there won't be any impromptu jello wrestling matches or any females present besides those being dragged out by their significant others or friends-of-friends of Gawker media. This doesn't mean you still can't stop by for free beer.
Well, this was a pleasant surprise from last night. Adam Morrison wanders into the huddle, sporting his G.I. Jane haircut and with the delightfully dim expression that's plagued most of his NBA career to this point.