This weekend marked the first preseason activity for me and the team (well, the team’s been doing things together already but this is the first time I’ve seen them since the White House trip). First, a trip to Frankie Valli!
On Sunday, my family and I went to Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons at Mohegan Sun, and proceeded to commandeer the back section of Geno’s Pub. I love Mohegan, but I still get a little weirded out when people treat Dad like a celebrity there. At Wildwood we have this concept of MS, which is a guest we Must Satisfy. When we go to Geno’s Pub, it’s like we are a MS Guest, which is so bizarre. At one point when we walked into the casino I overheard someone behind us say “You know who that is? That’s Geno Auriemma.” “No way! Awesome!”
Me? I was more excited that Bobby Flay is opening a Bar Americaine there. I asked Dad if we could eat there when it opened. “WHAAAAT? Don’t eat there, it’s competition!” he roared. I didn’t argue, even though the fare at Bar Americaine is completely different than Geno’s Pub. If anything, it’s closer in spirit to Michael Jordan’s Steakhouse. I’m digressing from the point.
The concert was much better than I thought it would be. If anything, I was worried they’d have to push Frankie out in a wheelchair and in between hits he’d have to take a hit of his own-off a ventilator. But I was pleasantly surprised. He wasn’t as limber as he once was, but the songs sounded brilliant. The backup singers however were the real deal. They were ridiculous. At one point they had to sing “Oh What A Night” and you knew that their inner monologue was “YES. I get a moment to shine! Better be as flamboyant as possible!”
Another thing that proved interesting during the concert was how quiet the audience was. Last week at the Taylor Swift concert, my ears almost started bleeding. This was more of the ‘sit back, relax, awww look at the old guy sing’ sort of concert.
At one point during the show, Dad came over to our side of the box and started talking about how certain songs move people to tears. He even got a little misty as he mentioned that one of the songs that gets him going is “The Rising” by Bruce Springsteen.
Dad: I listened to it today when I was running and I had to stop and collect myself. Even just thinking about it now is setting me off!
Me: You are such a girl.
Dad: I KNOW!
The next day, Labor Day, I went to the gym and was greeted with an awesome surprise: Shea! I was really happy to see her and decided to work out next to her like I did in St. Louis. Once again, I regretted it terribly as the day wore on because the girl is a monster on the elliptical.
Later that day the team came over for a cookout and celebration of Chris Dailey’s birthday. It’s the first time I’ve seen the team since Obama, and I was so happy to see all of them. I finally met our new freshman, Kelly Faris, and she’s pretty quiet but very nice. Maya insisted on hearing about the best thing I did all summer and was extremely happy to hear that I was coming back to UCONN. Also, I got a ferocious hug from Kaili who begged to know when I was coming home. When I told her I wouldn’t return for a month, she feigned total impatience and stomped her foot. I love those girls.
One thing that I love about seeing the team is that there are a few things that will always happen: One, they will hug and/or greet everyone in the room before sitting down. Two, they will eat everything in the house. And three, they will retreat to the basement for an epic ping-pong battle before coming up for dessert.
All in all, a very successful weekend. I can’t wait for the season to start. Sadly I won’t be attending the Championship dinner but I will be attending everything else! The countdown to the Supershow begins!