We end up making it to Chicago in no time, and after dropping our valuables off at Andrew's friends' apartment, we were off to start the weekend right. We went to some bar called the Wild Rover or Wild River or Mild Quiver or something like that, and joined what turned out to be a flag football team commiserating after a tough loss that night. Apparently, this flag football team was sponsored by the bar and they get drink deals after games or something like that, so needless to say Andrew asked his friends on the team if we could get in on the action, and for some odd reason they agreed. While at this bar, I think it was Wild River, we started chatting up our waitress and when one of us asked her where she was from she told us "oh just a small town in Rhode Island, you won't know it", we all kind of freaked out and hated the fact that Rhode Island is so damn small that there was a chance that we had mutual friends. Honestly, I was shocked that we didn't know any of the same people. I'm almost doubting that this girl was really from Rhode Island, because it just doesn't seem possible.
Riotfest didn't start until 4 on Friday, so we got to sleep in for a bit which I think was much needed for all three of us. To kill some time before hand, we decided to hang out by Wrigley Field and check out that happenin' scene. This led to Andrew showing Danny and I the greatest bar I have ever step foot in. Seriously, I didn't think it was possible that a bar could overtake #1 in my heart over Danny's Place in Providence, but Slugger's in Chicago might have done the impossible. Slugger's stands out because in addition to a bar on the first floor, there is an upstairs that has batting cages. Batting cages. If you're wondering if it's awesome to hit some baseballs while drinking, the answer is yes. It was amazing. This is what Dave & Buster's should be like. In addition to batting cages, there was skee ball, Guitar Hero, pop-a-shot basketball, some stupid Hurricane simulator machine that kinda blew (ha!) and the real gem, bubble hockey. Bubble hockey is such a rare sight these days. I love that game. I have to play it whenever I have an opportunity. You could put one of those bad boys in a funeral home, or, worse, Whole Foods, and I will have to play. So underrated.
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After having the best afternoon ever at Slugger's, we went to the Cubs Proshop where Danny purchased the ugliest/best Cubs shirt ever, seen here:
Honestly, how awful is that shirt? They should make prisoners wear that instead of orang jumpsuits. That would decrease crime across the nation. Anyways, after Danny made the best purchase of the trip, we toured Wrigley Field which was pretty cool. It was kind of weird though, one part of the tour that they didn't show us was all the World Series trophies the Cubs have won over the years. I feel kind of jipped.
We arrived at Riotfest in time to catch all of Yellowcard's set. I think this was a very fitting band to see first. It really represented the core age group at the festival. I knew about 3 songs that they played, and the crowd went real bonkers when they closed their set with 'Ocean Avenue'. It scared me how I could remember most of the words to that song and not important things that I learned in college psychology classes. The general mood of the festival was really the rekindling of teen angst. It really catered to those people who miss the glory days of their favorite bands who they no longer listen to because their newer albums don't compare to their earlier stuff that they liked. Of the 3 days of the festival, this was my least favorite in terms of bands playing, but we did get to catch punk legends Bad Religion who put on a pretty intense set, and they even played the two songs I knew by them, which were featured on Guitar Hero and Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 2.
The headliner on Friday was Fall Out Boy. Never was crazy about Fall Out Boy to be honest. Looking back on it, I remember preppy girls in middle school/early high school absolutely loving them, and the beginning of 'Dance, Dance' because it is so damn catchy. Anyways, back to Riotfest, Fall Out Boy was in their hometown and playing a lot of new stuff apparently, which annoyed some people, but they sounded pretty good I guess. Things got kind of scary when they had to stop their set for a bit to tell all those crazy mosh pit kids to play nice and pick up people who fall and stuff. There was one girl who had to be carried out in a stretcher, which is not good because 1. she got hurt and 2. she got hurt while seeing Fall Out Boy. Talk about salt in the wound. Sugar, you're going down, indeed.