One of the radio guys created his own while we were there.
I won't name him, but he had the hots for one of my friends. He'd call her until her date for the weekend told him to eff off. Then he'd call with a horrendous fake latino accent. It was hilarious.
I think he went on to work for ESPN.
We met because I was trashed when we got to Miami, and I dropped my plane tickets in the lobby. Burnop retrieved them and brought them to our room. I offered to buy him a drink at the pool, he accepted, and the rest is history.
Loretta was the bartender at the pool for at least 3 or 4 trips to the Miami game. Kind of cool to walk in to the pool area every two years and the bartender knows you name.
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Posted: 08/24/2018 at 3:15PM