Chez Nico! or....No Dog Is Safe!

by OptimistPrime on May 3, 2009 11:40 AM PDT

Yesterday, in the sleepy burgh of Berkeley California, members of a secret society known simply as "AN" gathered at the compound of one of it's esteemed leaders, who answers to the moniker, "Nico". The purpose of the gathering was to sacrifice many small animals and feast on their flesh in an attempt to appease the baseball gods who afflict the object of their adoration, which, for this day, was represented by a poorly drawn oak leaf/elephant. And on this hallowed day, the adherents gathered, sacrifices were made and the gods were in fact appeased, as the Oakland Oaks defied logic and were in fact victorious despite the valiant efforts of Trevor Cahill.

The following adherents are personally responsible for yesterday's victory..

skigurl

optimistprime

nico

pam

gigglingone

englishmajor

wes7

oaklandSi

Guacamole was consumed, beer flowed in the streets, Puccini begged and cajoled, and farm animals within a 20 mile radius quaked.

On a personal note, having been an AN member for the better part of 4 years now it was a real pleasure and honor to put faces to the personalities! Nico is as pleasant and funny as he is online, and he graciously opened his home to us. Nico's home is beautiful and quite cozy. We all had the privilege of meeting Mother Nico who was a lovely woman and the famous Poochini was right there to offer a friendly lick to the chops.

After everyone settled in, we noshed on grilled goodies and chatted. What a great and opinionated group! Once the game started, we shared laughs and advice and funny quips. The game, as we all know, was not the prettiest thing in the world, but the outcome was a nice cherry on top of a very enjoyable evening! I highly recommend that you attend the next high meeting of the order of the Chez Nico!

skigurl and an elusive wes7 imbibing on ceremonial refreshments

I want to personally apologize the gigglingone, who in fact does giggle. I am sorry this photo was not better gigglingone, but you are cool!

Dead animals!

Pam was sporting the new BeerPhone from Apple

Did Crosby just swing at an outside breaking pitch?

Poochini, just moments before being placed on the grill.

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Awesome pics and fanpost!

My notes:

1. Wes7 isn’t nearly as handsome in person.

2. It’s spelled "Poochini" – get it, "little pooch"? He was delicious, by the way.

3. It was great to meet you, OptimistPrime. Hope we can hang again soon.

4. Pam’s i-phone sucks. I called it several times and either she doesn’t have beer-waiting, she was ignoring me (who could ignore me?), or the phone is faulty. I hope Pam keep the receipt or at least bought a six-pack.

5. Chez Nicos where the A’s win are always a lot better than Chez Nicos where the A’s lose.

I like Cindi. A. She never pretends to know more than she does. B. She has unbridled enthusiasm for her "Hotties," and isn't afraid to show it. -IM4Oakgal

by Nico on May 3, 2009 11:50 AM PDT reply actions

I like how Poochini is staring at the plate of already-grilled meat, since it's somewhat closer to his mouth than the stuff on the grill

"And Julio Franco is batting right-handed!" -- Wayne Hagin, A's radio play-by-play, mid-80s

by Nick on May 3, 2009 11:53 AM PDT up reply actions

That was the abstract version of Wes7

Poochini is fixed!

Well, the spelling anyway, can’t speak to his ability to procreate!

concocting something witty....check back frequently

by OptimistPrime on May 3, 2009 11:56 AM PDT up reply actions

It's low.

I like Cindi. A. She never pretends to know more than she does. B. She has unbridled enthusiasm for her "Hotties," and isn't afraid to show it. -IM4Oakgal

by Nico on May 3, 2009 12:04 PM PDT up reply actions