NYRangers

I have experienced many a bad hangover throughout the years but there is one that stands out as being the worst.

It was the summer of my 16th birthday and a bunch of friends from high school got together and rented a house at the Jersey Shore for a week. There was going to be about 12 of us but on the first day/night only 8 showed up. So there were 24 cases of Coors (not light, that stuff sucks), 8 high school students, one house and a boardwalk full of girls that would hopefully be willing to party. Too this day I am a pretty shy person, especially when talking to women so I used to use the booze to build my confidence. On this day I wanted to make sure I was very confident. We started early in the afternoon and partied through the night. The house in front of ours was occupied by some students from Rutgers so we partied with them also (my first college girl!) I have no idea what time I finally passed out but I remember being awakened by a police officer on the kitchen counter of the house across from ours. I was escorted back to my house where I passed out again. When I awoke the next day I was laying on the floor in the living room behind a stacked wall of beer cans. I was shaking uncontrollably and was constantly running to the bathroom to throw up. It got to the point where I was throwing up blood because there was just nothing left inside of me. It was then I decided to quit drinking for the first time. 3 days later I quit for the second time.

And so closes the interview. For anyone who suffered through it all I thank you for listening to my extended blabbering. Scott it has been entertaining. Plus a huge thank you for all of the messages and great words that came in over the week of getting this completed. I hope to see you all in Vegas or anywhere during 2006. Let's have a drink or three over some words and make some good memories. I'm going to put on some Black Sabbath and catch up on some emails.

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