You get no credit. It was storming and no one could see you. Unless you have video of said Outback rep singing, "Living on a Prayer"...it didn't happen. David says, phuk your BBQ and your inside sources.
I asked him to hand me a napkin at the steam tables where the (horribly poopty) food was. I'm sure he saw the AU logo on the napkin and as a result advised the bowl committee to select us.
Food in the AU pressbox has declined PRECIPITOUSLY in the last few years. In the Bowden days you got Kenny Rogers chicken and fixins. Damn that was good.
Since then, it's gotten pooptier and pooptier. This year was the absolute worst ever.
One week it was some casserole garbage that tasted like cardboard. One week it was nothing but some damn dogs.
Used to be, there were hot dogs and burgers and then a good meal on the tables. Drinks came in souvenir cups. Now? No burgers. A handful of dogs -- better get one quick if you want one or they'll be gone -- and damn lunchroom lady food. Drinks come in thin-ass clear plastic cups that crumple in your hand. Pathetic. And no choices, either. No tea. Coke, diet coke and water.
Even the desserts have declined. Cookie size is halved. Once had Dove bars in the freezer. Now it's some weak Mayfield junk. Not the good stuff, the cheapy poopty ice cream sandwiches.
After the game there used to be hot dogs and chips and cookies in the interview room with a carbonated drink machine. The machine is still there, but there's no ice. And the cups are the poopty wax ones. The hot dogs are cleaned out because they only bring in about six. And there aren't any cookies or chips.
First class to low rent.
And you know who is at fault for the piss poor food? (Seriously? AU has gone from having the best spread to having one of the worst) JAY JACOBS. It's his fault.