Ending the flag football season on a sweet note -- and eating Irishish at the Liberties
CHEAP EATS The top four teams in the San Francisco Women's Flag Football League can all beat the 49ers. My team cannot, but we can beat the bottom four teams and have proven it. By winning the biggest game of our storied one-season history, we established ourselves as the top of the bottoms: a solid fifth-place finish.
Yep, last week's last minute comeback in the playoffs earned us a berth in the Toilet Bowl this week against a team that had shut us out in the regular season. We were losing again, 13-12, with less than five minutes left. Again our defense exploded: three touchdowns in the last three minutes. Final score: 31-13, us. Toilet Bowl MVP: Gene-Genie the Gold Standard, one of our many rugby converts, who spent less time on the ground than usual and scored two of our touchdowns, one receiving and one intercepting.
It was a brilliant performance, and a sweet note to end our first season on. Our goal was to win one game, and we won two, then both of our playoff games. Our goal for next season, in the fall, will be not to lead the league in penalties, and for our offense to outscore our defense. If we don't and it does, we might have a shot at upper brackethood come next playoffs. Which would be nice. I kind of miss getting my ass kicked.
Unfortunately, there's no way I can run fast enough to play soccer right now, so — by way of distracting myself from despair — my plans for summer include New Orleans yet again, camping, France, Mexico, New York, camping again, Ohio for a wedding, and the Bloomsburg Fair, where I will be researching a whole different, more Pennsylvania Dutchish take on chicken and waffles.
Who wants to sublet my apartment?
It's cute. It's cozy. It comes with the lovingest, lickingest cat in the whole history of felinity, and it smells like me. Come on. You know you want it.
Christ, I still can't get over that we won. Enough already, you're thinking, but you don't understand. We were like the Bad News Bears, except none of us were very bear-like, so maybe we were the Bad News Honey Badgers. Or something.
Anyway, after the game and the champagne and a bowl of old cereal that a dog had been licking on the sideline, I went to eat something real with Hedgehog. We intended to have either sushi or Turkish food, but wound up eating Irishish at the Liberties 'cause it was nice enough to be outside. God bless plan C.
Hedgehog had a Reuben, and I had Irish sausage with eggs on a potato pancake with a red wine reduction gravy. Talk about your breakfast of champions: it was way, way better than dog-licked cereal with warm milk. The potato pancake was perfectly crispy outside and soft and creamy in the middle; the eggs were overeasied just so; and the sliced-lengthwise sausages tucked in-between the pancake and eggs were juicy and delicious.
Not as delicious as at the Phoenix's Irish sausage, but that's where wine gravy comes in. Yum. Yum.
Yum. And for less than $10 — I think like $9. And no waiting, even though it was brunch time.
Hedgehog's Reuben looked good too. I tried her sweet potato fries, and they were pretty good, but I don't much go for sweet potato anythings, so mostly I just left her alone.
They have regular fries, too, and you can get them with a curry dipping sauce, and more good news is that the kitchen stays open until 1 a.m. I've never drank there, but I have walked by a lot at night because Kayday used to live around the corner and it always seems like there's something fun going on inside.
I think they have a quiz night or something.
QUESTION: Where did the not-very-Dutch Roscoe's style of fried chicken and waffles originate?
ANSWER: Fuck should I know. Hedgehog says Harlem, not the South. Anyway ...
The Liberties Bar & Restaurant
Mon.–Fri.: noon–2 a.m.;
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