Wait, wait, wait. Guys I got one: Sid...Bream!

(Former Pirate Great)

Many of you out there reading this on the world wide web (or on Prodigy for you fans of 1995) are obviously fans of Sid Bream.  He is the greatest baseball player in the history of Liberty University.  (Ok maybe he isn't but I challenge you to name me any other baseball players from Liberty.  Anyone.  Go ahead, I'll wait.  Thought so).  Following his stellar career for the Flames, hee was a great first baseman for the Dodgers, Pirates, Braves and Astros.  Always known for his raw power (90 career home runs in 11 seasons) and overall athleticism, he also sported one of the better mustaches in league history.  And this was during a time when damn near everyone had a mustache, especially on those early 90's Pirate teams.  Most of you probably knew him from his days as an Atlanta Brave great, and specifically one particular play in Game 7 of the 1992 National League Championship Series.

(Skip to the 2:00 minute mark for classic Bream)

Now, a lot of people like to point out the fact that Barry Bonds (pre-steroids...allegedly) couldn't throw out Sid Freakin' Bream from left field.  I choose to focus on Bream's incredible speed and unmatched baserunning ability.  Watch it again and tell me, with the way he cut third base, it would be a near impossibility to throw "The Flash" out.

(Does this look like a man YOU could throw out from left field??)

Before I get too far off track, I'll get to the real point of this post.  And that is the drinking game, named in Sid's honor, that several of us invented at an IndyCar race in Richmond, VA (stop laughing, the race seemed like a good idea at the time).  Looking for a way to ratchet up the drinking, but in a friendly, non-aggressive manner.  Da U and I began a game we play from time to time, in which one of us picks a baseball team and we go back and forth trying to name as many former players from that team as we can (with the exception of the Marlins; his favorite team, and the Yankees; my favorite team).  In this round we decided to include all members of our IndyCar tailgating party, including the Gamblin' Boss.  The game started out slowly until someone chose the Atlanta Braves as the team.  Well, the floodgates opened and names began to flow like the Mighty Mississippi!  Names like Steve Avery, Greg Maddux, and John Smoltz.  Followed by former Atlanta legends, Jeff Blauser, Mark Lemke, and Ron Gant.  Just when we thought it couldn't get any better, the Gamblin' Boss dropped the bomb that is Sid Bream!!  BAM!!  That...just...happened!  Finally, after a few more rounds, GB had to bow out as he said he no longer had any names.  Even more rounds and several more minutes went by, when the following exchange took place:

Me:  Hmmm, Lemme think, gimme a minute.  I'll come up with one.  Ummmm...

GB:  (interrupting) Wait, wait wait, guys I got one; Sid...Bream (insert confidence and arrogant hand gesture)

Me:  Really dude?  He was said like 5 rounds ago.

GB:  Really?

Da U:  Um, yeah he definitely was.  I think you actually said his name.

GB:  Ah shit.  Well then I'm out.

Once the euphoria (or novelty) of our "baseball name game" had worn off.  We decided to play odds and evens.  As I said, we had no cards, or dice, and didn't want to just drink the beer.  We came up with the following rules:

1)  Take turns who calls out "odd" or "even" before each turn (we suggest rotating around the circle) we will call him "The Dealer."

2)  Everyone throws out 0-5 fingers after counting "1, 2, 3, shoot"

3)  Add up everyone's fingers and if the number is odd and the dealer called odd, all other participants drink.  If the number is odd and the dealer called even, then the dealer must drink.  And vice versa.

Here's where the magic and awesomeness of Sid Bream comes into play

4)  If the number ends in a '0' and the dealer called even, all participants must FINISH their drinks.  If the number ends in a 5, and the dealer called even, he must finish his drink.  And, of course, vice versa.

Example:  Dealer calls even.  Players' fingers are 1, 2, 4, 3.  Add them up, it =10.  Therefore, all participants must finish their beer because the dealer called even, and the total ended in 0.

It's a great game to play whenever you are bored, or you are looking for a way to take you're drinking up a notch, but don't have any necessary materials.  

Now we were left to figure out a name for our game.  We couldn't think of anything.  And then like a brick falling from the sky, it struck us all at once.  We had a name...