So we folded house in Indianapolis and skipped over to Louisville, Kentucky. What an underrated city. The first thing that we had to do in Kentucky was get some legitimate fried chicken. We ended up in this nice little place that was oddly enough called the “Cottage Inn.” Well needless to say this was an amazing way to start our time in this city. Sweet tea O My Lord.
After lunch we headed out to downtown Louisville and hung out around the University of Louisville for a little bit. Campus was really nice and then we headed over to Churchill Downs, home of The Kentucky Derby. We decided to skip the tour there and just do our own thing for a while. We bet on the ponies, I bet on the gray horse just like grandpa taught me to do, and of course I lost. Churchill Downs is really cool and we ended up being able to get right on the track. Few can say that they have raced at Churchill Downs but after this trip, the wolfpack of 3 can say they did. I smoked them.
And now to the main event, the Louisville Slugger Factory. This place was absolutely awesome. We walk in and immediately I am holding a game used Mickey Mantle bat. We then took a walking tour about how the make a bat. They churn out a bat every 30 seconds and make 1.8 million bats per year. We got mini bats and we were happy. Cool thing about the factory is it’s the only place in the world where you can hit a baseball in a batting cage with a wooden bat. Needless to say the ball jumped off the Ken Griffey Jr. model pretty nicely.
After that we headed over to the Muhammad Ali museum home of the prettiest, fastest, handsomest professional boxer ever. This place was pretty cool and I knocked Cooper the fuck out in the ring.
The nightlife in Louisville was pretty insane. There is this huge strip of bars that are sort of enclosed and everything is open til 4 am. You can walk from bar to bar with your drinks. We posted up in this one bar/bowling alley that was pretty cool. I got the group free bowling shoes because of my devilish good looks. That was Louisville in a nutshell. Funniest part of the night was when we saw a guy arrested as he walks by us. Ryan, impulsively states “BITCH YOU ARRESTED.” Hope we can clean up our acts in Memphis since they are allowed to bring guns into the bars.
Memphis, Memphis, Memphis. Getting here was not easy and definitely took a fair share of heat getting the other two up early so we could get into Memphis for the start of the USA-Canada gold medal game. I guaranteed that we would and were successful. Unfortunately, Sidney Crosby managed to weasel his way into the spotlight after being rather unimportant the entire day.
We licked our wounds from the overtime loss and headed over to the Peabody hotel for the famous walk of the Peabody Ducks. We almost missed it but we saw what we needed to see. On the way out of the hotel, Ryan hears a voice from above. Was that the voice of the man who posed the most important question of our lifetime, specifically, “What is in the box that rocks?” Could this possibly have been happening? It in fact was true, as Sir Charles Barkley was standing right before us. He was nice enough to take a picture with us but unfortunately could not put us into contact w OchoCinco (who still hasn’t answered any of tweets).
After this we went back and finally got a little bit of sleep before dinner. For dinner, we went to this amazing Memphis BBQ place named Corky’s. The ribs at this place were absolutely amazing and we met two workers, Evelyn and Broady, who were some of the nicest people that you can ever come across. Best cole slaw I’ve ever had as well. After dinner we headed out to Beale Street. It was a Sunday night so there wasn’t much going on but we posted up in the bar called Alfred’s. Armed with the newest purchase of the trip, the Breathalyzer, we sang karaoke and learned a lot from the locals. It was here that we discovered the best drink ever – a shot of jack Daniels chased with a shot of pickle juice. Wanna judge me? Fine. Just try it.
On Monday we woke up and headed out to Graceland, home of Elvis. His style was almost as cool as mine and his plane was almost as big as mine. I would say that the had a pretty successful career. The best part was our bus driver started our tour off with a little “Hail to the Victors.” After our tour of Graceland we headed back to Beale Street and got hamburgers at Dyer’s. This place deep fries everything and legend has it that their oil still has remnants of the original oil that they used when they opened up about 100 years ago. The burgers were amazing as were the fried twinkies that we had… again, don’t judge, just try it. It wasn’t such a bad lunch since we found out that CWIC technologies won 15,000 in a grant from the University. 7 dollar burgers, 15,000 grand won. I would say that was a profitable lunch break.
After lunch we headed to the National Civil Rights Museum, which is where Dr. Martin Luther King was killed. The museum had so many cool things in it and they even had the hotel where MLK was staying all set up as it was on that day. There was also a mini museum across the street where it is believed the shot was fired from. There was a lot of cool information and debate on how exactly he was killed and who was actually involved.
For dinner we headed to the Interstate Barbeque for some barbeque spaghetti, which was awesome. Then we headed back to the downtown area and went to the 2nd half of the Memphis Grizzlies – Portland Trailblazers game. The Grizz lost and we couldn’t get on the floor for a picture but we made a good effort to do so. After the game we headed to BB Kings and watched a pretty sweet band and snapped a photo with them. The night was relatively mild because we have to charge our batteries up a little bit for NEW ORLEANS, Louisiana
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