This game is all about the amount of gulps it takes to knock back a Boilermaker. For those unaware of what a Boilermaker is, it's when you drop a shot of liquor into about half a beer poured into a glass, and then you pound it down. I have been enlightened to this thing called a Geordie Bomb. Which is a Boilermaker with Newcastle as the beer and Jagermeister and the liquor.
Anyone who knows anything at all about me, knows the love I have for Jagermeister.
Anyways, the game goes like this...
BOILERMAKER GOLF!!!
Lowest score at the end of the evening wins. Chug your Boilermaker and count the amount of gulps it takes. Then tally your score using these rules:
1 = A Winner is you! 2 = -1 points 3 = PUROFEKKUTO! 0 points 4 = Botch. Game over. A Loser is you! 5 is a point, 6 is two points, so far and so forth.
So, I was exposing Matto-Kun to the greatness of Kishidan and it made me think of my days as a Guru to the up and coming delinquents in the south side of Salinas..
Admit it, that is some proper delinquency.
Ya know, there was a time in my life where I saw a group of kids from Salinas High that were dead set on becoming juvenile delinquents, so I felt an odd sense of duty to make sure that they were proper in their delinquency. In hindsight, that is probably why I loved all 3 seasons of Gokusen. Yankumi taught those Yankii kids how to be proper delinquents, but I digress.
Sure, Mike Bakeman (may he Rest In Peace) referred to them as my "Fan Club" but that's only because he couldn't see past the ego flex I got from these kids looking up to me and shit, but it was far more than that to me. I was invested in these kids' progress. Even when they got pinched and did some time...how they took it mattered to me. When one took it like a champ, I felt pride. When one rolled like a bitch, or got caught up in the trappings of being inside, I felt a serious sense of disappoint.
Fucking shit, Lil One is probably my best success story out of everyone back then. She's got a man who everyone says is worthy (even Morganthaler approves, that's saying something) a career slinging ink like a boss, and her shit is fully together. I think I can claim a bit for credit for how others turned out, but she's the stand out, fer realsies.
There's a bit of regrets with that one, but we'll just let that go. Past is past.
Anyways, I do attempt a bit when I encounter that brand of kid at work, to help 'em out and try to pass on some wisdom in their general direction, but I highly doubt I'll ever find myself in that situation again. Closest thing to it is how I am with Matto-Kun. Then again, last time I was back 'home' more than once I heard the phrase, "He's like a younger you, ain't he?"
And based on what I've heard some out of his mouth, originally sourced and shit, I don't think I can argue it much.
Hopefully, he carries the torch that I once so proudly carried.
