It's day 1 of the NCAA postseason. The pairings were announced yesterday and my Jayhawks were sent packing for Minneapolis. A little more than 2 weeks ago, I was feeling pretty good about the $400 I spent on NCAA tickets last May. Worst case scenario, KU gets sent somewhere else but we at least get Mizzou or someone that seems to care about basketball to come to KC for the 1st 2 rounds of the tournament.
Well skyrocketing ticket prices have hit an "economic downturn" and now I'll feel fortunate to get face value for my "investment." Yes, OU and Memphis are coming to Kansas City...Kansas City here they come. But nobody is holding their breathe that our beautiful, tenant-less arena will be much more than half full. Not that I'm complaining. Buying and selling tickets is always a crapshoot. If it wasn't, everyone would do it.
Moral of the story...always have friends with rooting interests for every school that could possibly get into the tourney and you'll be sure to make a lot of money. Not only that but there are only this many ways things could play out in the most exciting 2 weeks in sports. Easy enough.
So I'm still setting this up but I figured what better way to kick this off than the death of one of my favorite KC events. Oktoberfest, in all of its cheesiness of funny hats and temp tats was one of the greatest places to get a footlong hotdog (yeah, yeah that's what she said) with everything you could ever want on it. It was also my favorite spot to spend at least $6 on a 16 oz. stein. Or if you're like my friends Joe, Joe and Eric, drop $15 that they justify by getting a plastic boot thrown in to drink out of.
While I think it's great that people can rally behind the history of the 18th and Vine district, I will still be sad to see this great fest go. In all seriousness, it got my friends and I so excited every year that we have planned to go to a different city's version annually, concluding with a trip to Deutschland for the real thing.
So here's to you Oktoberfest. And here's to your hopeful return to the city of fountains in the coming years.
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Shawn Howard is a man. Scratch that, a young man. That's better. He lives and works in downtown Kansas City. Sometimes he drinks beer. Sometimes he drinks Vodka. But more than anything, he drinks beer. He enjoys sports. Watching and playing. His coworkers rock. His friends rule. You should probably like him because if not he probably won't do anything about it.