A Sad Day for the Bruins

last night met up with a bunch of friends and bday boy at the village pourhouse to watch the final four.

b-day boy and his fellow georgetown alum friends arrived early to secure a spot to watch near the bar. Q2, celestial, and i arrived around 6:30pm figuring we'd have no problem getting in. . . no such luck. b-day boy warned me via text that it was crowded and to try the back entrance and say we are with the ucla alumni club and the line stretching around the front entrance confirmed his words. we made our way to the side door and tried to talk our way in. the bouncer wouldn't budge. no one in or out until 10 minutes before the ucla game. i texted b-day boy and told him our predicament.

b-day boy came to our rescue. he came to the back entrance and told the bouncer that we were with him and there was space near him and we were miraculously let in.

village pourhouse was a madhouse. an official georgetown (and ucla) bar, the crowd was intense, drunk, and loud. perfect for watching the game.

the rest is history. georgetown fought hard but was not able to come back and take the lead against ohio state. ucla fared even worse. halfway into the game, they fell apart. perhaps they got psyched out playing against florida once again. it was a sad sad night for the both the b-day boy and myself.

i couldn't even watch the last minutes of the game and we quickly left the pourhouse. a group of us headed to solas for a bit before heading over to level V for a b-day party.

interesting underground club in meatbacking- nice dance space and private rooms for parties. b-day boy's friends were all nice, having a great time, and in various states of drunkenness (the party had been going for a bit). we hung out for a couple of hours then decided to call it a night.