Yes, I Was Pulled Over By A Bicycle Cop
The Pittsburgh Steelers were Super Bowl Champions. Many of drunken nights ensued. This happened to be the opening day of the 2006-2007 season at home on a Thursday against the Miami Dolphins.
Tailgate plans were made. Classes at my University were skipped. This was a continuation of the prior non-stop drinking season.
Show up with the keg, and our friends swarmed it like it was going out of style. Partying, bullshitting, and drinking is what we were good at. This day was no different. We were either too drunk to buy tickets, or just too drunk to care about caring about going into the game. Either way, we got IT in.
The tailgate wrapped up and we were supposed to head back to our friends to watch the opening night action. Lucky Sergio was put in charge of a solo mission to drive the keg back to our friends place for the game. Rolled out the tailgate lot without issue.
The keg was wrapped in a black garbage bag, and was securely fastened in the back seat of my sedan. Made the left in the Bus-Lane Only not thinking anything of it. Sure enough, I had some fucker tailing me on his bicycle. It was the Pittsburgh Police in bicycle form.
He was nice about it. Told me it was best to pay the $120 or whatever it was. He stepped to the rear and had to have seen the keg chilling there. He instructed me to take off (get the fuck out of there) before his back-up arrived.
Obedient Sergio listened and I was on my way to meet up with the rest of the gang. Didn’t tell them what I had just went through, none of them would have cared anyways. Fuck my Liver.
