Saturday was one of those days that was so bad ass, that you almost don’t want to talk about it because you think people will either think you’re an ass for bragging or lying.
Luckily the internet exists so I can blog about it.
The action started Friday night at Paris Club for a welcome reception for Kerry and Sarah Wood’s annual charity event; Whiffle For A Diffle.
They flew in a TON of random celebs and asked a bunch of local media personalities to play in the tourney and threw a cocktail party to kick it off. Let’s just say that Saturday morning’s 8am wakeup call was a TAD painful after the Friday night fun.
A handful of us- including Bill Murray and Matthew Perry- agreed to be “Celeb Co Captains” at 10am for the corporate teams who played in 4 games all day long. It was about 78 and sunny and we were suited up in full uniforms…polyester uniforms. Sizzle.
Luckily I got paired with my buddy Ernest Wilkins from The Red Eye and the coolest team possible- Chicago Athletic Club’s Blue Team- which was pretty much the only team with women. These girls and guys were WILD and danced the entire time…and let’s just say they had some fans. The only reason we every got on base was because the other team was distracted.
Me and Ernest- not having any fun at all.
Shout out to my girlfriends and Matt (token husband) for coming out to cheer me on.
Nicole, Kat and E Smith and oh…Norm from Cheers…in between games in the United Club
Midway through the day I had to bolt over to North Ave Beach to introduce Coolio for the Players Sport and Social Beach Bash…and clearly I didn’t plan my day because I realized I had to show up to the beach in full uniform. It wasn’t awkward at all….SIIKE.
My friend Erica who was doing the PR gave me a tee to rock and before you knew it Coolio and I were gangstas from another mother. I even gave him a pass for that shiteous U of M hat.
So Gangsta (photo by Francis Son)
After I introed him to a crew of very sweaty and rowdy drunk people, it was back to Wrigley for the Celeb game.
We were given either red or blue uniforms and that determined which team we played for….I got red and so did my favorite actor in the world: Bill Murray.
To listen to Bill give a team pep talk felt just like watching a film. He is hilarious, dead pan and commands a group like no other. I BEGGED him to not allow me an at bat because I didn’t want to strike out in front of a ton of famous people and people in the bleachers. I also begged him to allow me to play catcher- since I figured that was less daunting than shagging fly balls in near the ivy. He asked if I could make a play at the plate if need be, then agreed to let me take the position.
Post Game- I’m near peeing my pants with excitment
Our team was stacked with awesomeness including; Adam Rodriguz, Lee Dwyze, Lisa Gurerro, Finesse Mitchell, Steve McMichael, Derek Lee, Moises Alou and tons of local media peeps like myself.
Kerry Wood pitched the entire time and my job was to basically throw and run the balls back to him and talk smack to the other team. It was a riot. Oh and BTW- they started serving beer and wine at noon and liquor at 4pm…so people were loose.
The other team ended up winning, but no one seemed to actually care and we all headed to John Barleycorn for the after party which was full of dancing and debauchery.
I ended the night with a slice of mac and cheese pizza….which was better than any home run.
Good Day Chicago represent!Me with Anna Davlantes bright and early at 10am.