Knightly Therapy

Only Thirsty Thursdays provide me the incentive to traverse to Fort Mill for Charlotte Knights' games anymore; cheap beer trumps the mileage and political issues currently surrounding the team's land swap proposal to move to Center City.

On these special evenings, the $2 twelve ounce canned rotgut tastes a little better in contrast to the usual five spot draft. That'll get you a pair on this special evening, leaving a single to tip the nice lady from Band Boosters. For the record, I select the Pabst Blue Ribbon in lieu of Miller High Life or Natty Light.

The games have never been about wins or losses--I couldn't even begin to tell you a single player that's ever played here--it's the company I keep. Viewing games from the mezzanine area, the boys and I have scrutinized relationships, evaluated the legality of young female patrons, and measured our manhood in Seinfeld trivia.

Bring twenty bucks. Eight gets you through the door ($2 parking, $6 general admission) leaving the net proceeds available for the aforementioned Thursday home game offer.

That's the kind of deal worthy of a Crawl plug. Any other day, I don't wanna play. Get the Knights back to Charlotte.
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The surplus of bar crawls aren't usually newsworthy, but Lazyday.com's Golden Ticket event this Friday, April 28th, reminds me of the recent Willy Wonka remake and the American Idol receipt clutched in the fingers of a Hollywood-bound applicant.

A meager admission fee (free for ladies, $10 guys) waives cover charges at five downtown destinations mostly reserved for the college crowd (Dixie's, Buckhead, Grand Central, et al.) but since when did most of them charge cover anyway?

$3 SoCo's and lime and $2 Bud selections are the featured drink selections while revelers pull a ticket at each stop for various prizes highlighted with a Sony digital camera by evening's end.

Email RSVP's to info@lazyday.com.
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An upstairs beer at Connolly's recently afforded me the pleasure of meeting my friendly site rival Tonya Jameson of the Observer's "Paid to Party" feature. It was bound to happen; I'm surprised it took as long as it did.

Sporting her mohawk, this funky chick tirelessly works a slightly different beat, and I envy her ability to devote herself to Charlotte nightlife full-time. Instead, I'll hit the salt mines of the financial field tomorrow after wrapping up this blog at 11:30 pm.

We have discussed a cross-promotional effort in the near future, and explore an alternative point/counterpoint approach that meets our mutual interest.

I'd consider the mohawk, but I'll blame the widow's peak on my forehead as non-cooperative. Besides, it doesn't go very well with business casual.

Reach Bryan at charlottenightlife@hotmail.com. All emails will be answered.