Larranaga at Brion's Grille

[P8triotfan4rightnow]

Rumor has it Coach L, Coach Caputo, JJ and the Miami Hurricanes will be dining at Brion's Grille this Sunday at 7:00 pm. In town for the ACC tourney.

Time for tonight changed to 7:30.

 

[Vurbel]

I wonder when Hewitt will be invited to come back?

 

[GMUSig03]

I wonder when Hewitt will be invited to come back?

He can bring his FPYC under 12 team to one of Paulsen's camps

 

[MasonFanatic]

He can bring his FPYC under 12 team to one of Paulsen's camps

Heck, he should attend one of Paulsen's Coaches' Clinics.

 

[psyclone]

Here's a link to a story about the visit to Mason: http://www.palmbeachpost.com/news/s...a-returns-to-george-mason-with-miami-h/nqfyY/

There was also a story in the bottom of the front Sports section of the Washington Post--looking for the link

 

[psyclone]

Here's a link to a story about the visit to Mason: http://www.palmbeachpost.com/news/s...a-returns-to-george-mason-with-miami-h/nqfyY/

There was also a story in the bottom of the front Sports section of the Washington Post--looking for the link

Found it: https://www.washingtonpost.com/spor...7debfe-e4a2-11e5-b0fd-073d5930a7b7_story.html

 

[psyclone]

And a video of Larranaga back on campus:
http://www.csnmidatlantic.com/ncaa/larranagas-past-meets-present-leading-acc-tournament

 

[Walter]

Did anyone go to Brion's to see Coach L?

 

[Vurbel]

He can bring his FPYC under 12 team to one of Paulsen's camps

FPYC is that hard up for volunteers?

 

[patriot2000]

in 2006 mason was a commuter school, like the label or not.

In 2006, Mason had the most beds on campus of any school in VA. Hard to call that a commuter school. It got that label simply because of its size.

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[psyclone]

In 2006, Mason had the most beds on campus of any school in VA. Hard to call that a commuter school. It got that label simply because of its size.

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I thought the "most beds" distinction was more recent. Many dorms went up AFTER 2006. The school was reclassified by Carnegie in 2011.

http://spirit.gmu.edu/2011/01/so-long-commuter-school-label/

 

[patriot2000]

Maybe you're right, I have no concept of time

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[MasonSAE4]

"Partying community" lol

 

[GMUSig03]

Did anyone go to Brion's to see Coach L?

I went, there were surprisingly few people there. All of the Coaches, including L, were really accessible and worked the room, James Johnson even came up and introduced himself to me when he saw me come in. I ended up sitting next to Larranaga by chance for a good while and he was just telling stories about his time in Miami. Same old Coach L. Johnny L was there too, chatted with him for a bit.

 

[99 Patriot]

I went, there were surprisingly few people there. All of the Coaches, including L, were really accessible and worked the room, James Johnson even came up and introduced himself to me when he saw me come in. I ended up sitting next to Larranaga by chance for a good while and he was just telling stories about his time in Miami. Same old Coach L. Johnny L was there too, chatted with him for a bit.

Keep in mind, many of his biggest fans are permanently banned from Brion's, so they may have just been waiting for him by his car.

 

[PoorManProfit]

Any truth to rumor that TOC works in kitchen at Brions? Didn't hear any reports about Coach L having the runs after his visit.

 

[GreenLantern]

Wish I had the chance to see Coach L. Certification training is all consuming

 

[Bricker]

Keep in mind, many of his biggest fans are permanently banned from Brion's, so they may have just been waiting for him by his car.

That's what you think.

I found a way in through the kitchen at Brions so I could catch a glimpse of the OCM and Co. I knew I had to be patient, so I camped out behind a couple of huge containers of pork and ham near a massive panini press.

Just like old times, Coach L and I met in the employee washroom later in the night when the coast was clear. We shared a romantic kiss. Really brought back memories-- except his breath is a lot spicier now than it used to be.

I admit, I got a little emotional. But L wiped away a single tear from my cheek, smiled, and assured me better days were ahead. Then out of nowhere Jon L. appeared, blocked the doorway, and gave me an extensive pitch about the Meltzer Group.

I must've blacked out a few times. Because by the time he was finished, the panini press was cold and only a few crumbs were left on a large plate near the kitchen door.

But the smell of Cuban sandwiches still lingered in the empty kitchen.

As I turned toward the door, Brion appeared. He was wearing a ripped t-shirt and no pants. He held a .357 in each hand. Some things never change.

"I knew you would finally show up," he said.

But before he could raise his guns, I was already around the corner and out the side door.

I sprinted through the parking lot. But before I could cross Braddock, something stopped me dead in my tracks.

It was a Cuban sandwich. Extra pickles and mustard. Sitting neatly on a plate right at the curb in front of the Sunoco station.

He remembered.

I sat on sidewalk. I ate. I wept. It was glorious.

And I swear I could hear trumpets and congas flood the early morning air as the great Cuban motorcade sped down Braddock one last time...

 

[GMUSig03]

That's what you think.

I found a way in through the kitchen at Brions so I could catch a glimpse of the OCM and Co. I knew I had to be patient, so I camped out behind a couple of huge containers of pork and ham near a massive panini press.

Just like old times, Coach L and I met in the employee washroom later in the night when the coast was clear. We shared a romantic kiss. Really brought back memories-- except his breath is a lot spicier now than it used to be.

I admit, I got a little emotional. But L wiped away a single tear from my cheek, smiled, and assured me better days were ahead. Then out of nowhere Jon L. appeared, blocked the doorway, and gave me an extensive pitch about the Meltzer Group.

I must've blacked out a few times. Because by the time he was finished, the panini press was cold and only a few crumbs were left on a large plate near the kitchen door.

But the smell of Cuban sandwiches still lingered in the empty kitchen.

As I turned toward the door, Brion appeared. He was wearing a ripped t-shirt and no pants. He held a .357 in each hand. Some things never change.

"I knew you would finally show up," he said.

But before he could raise his guns, I was already around the corner and out the side door.

I sprinted through the parking lot. But before I could cross Braddock, something stopped me dead in my tracks.

It was a Cuban sandwich. Extra pickles and mustard. Sitting neatly on a plate right at the curb in front of the Sunoco station.

He remembered.

I sat on sidewalk. I ate. I wept. It was glorious.

And I swear I could hear trumpets and congas flood the early morning air as the great Cuban motorcade sped down Braddock one last time...

Nomination for post of the year.

 

[gmujim92]

Nomination for post of the year.

That was the post of the decade.