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Most Liquor You've Smuggled Into An Event? (1 Viewer)

I would need to be a case in before I would even leave somewhere to go to a soccer match.

In college, we smuggled half-pints (in our socks) into the arena during hockey games. Buy a Coke from the concession stand and pour in the sauce.

 
Not me personally, but a guy I went to grad school with smuggled 2 cases in. He basically wore a pair of loose fitting hospital scrubs under sweatpants. He duct taped the legs of the scrubs shut at the ankles, and tied them really tight. He then loaded the legs with beer. The sweats went over it and made them look less bumpy/bulky. They only patted suspicious people down above the waist.

 
Allman Brothers, Shoreline Amp 1997. Full ziplock bag full of vodka safety-pinned to the inside of my jeans. You could bring small coolers in, grapefruit juice, ice, and cups. Second row, so had some cover. Worked out really well. Dickey is friends with Don Johnson who sang Ramblin Man, which I could have done without. Otherwise, wicked awesome show. They should have kept Jack Pierson.

 
A friend of mine and I smuggled about a case of beer into Mile High Stadium to watch the Rockies back in the 94'. I stayed in the stadium after the initial trip while he kept going back to the car to get more. Still amazing that he didn't get stopped because he was wearing a parka on a fairly warm day in late May.

 
In college i frequently snuck in pints of Bacardi 151 into Neyland Stadium. I couldn't bring myself to drink Everclear so it was the most bang per ounce of something that mixed decently with the stadium cokes. Alcohol-wise, it's essentially a fifth of normal liquor. Once, I bought the pint at university liquor on the strip, tucked it into my usual spot (wastline front) and walked all the way to the stadium... it held perfectly. RIGHT as I walked through the gate and up to the cops who look you over, it slid down and clanked on the ground. Cops laughed... took it, and I had to mooch for that game. :(

A buddy once walked in openly carrying a 80% fulll liter of Jack Daniels in his hand and somehow did not get stopped. Wasn't even attempting to hide it. That was a miracle.

 
Not me personally, but a guy I went to grad school with smuggled 2 cases in. He basically wore a pair of loose fitting hospital scrubs under sweatpants. He duct taped the legs of the scrubs shut at the ankles, and tied them really tight. He then loaded the legs with beer. The sweats went over it and made them look less bumpy/bulky. They only patted suspicious people down above the waist.
How the hell did that not make noise?! Even cans will make some interesting sounds when banging together. Impressive :thumbup:

 
several A's games I've smuggled in a camel back full of vodka, then we buy cokes and have mixed drinks all game.

 
In college i frequently snuck in pints of Bacardi 151 into Neyland Stadium. I couldn't bring myself to drink Everclear so it was the most bang per ounce of something that mixed decently with the stadium cokes. Alcohol-wise, it's essentially a fifth of normal liquor. Once, I bought the pint at university liquor on the strip, tucked it into my usual spot (wastline front) and walked all the way to the stadium... it held perfectly. RIGHT as I walked through the gate and up to the cops who look you over, it slid down and clanked on the ground. Cops laughed... took it, and I had to mooch for that game. :(

A buddy once walked in openly carrying a 80% fulll liter of Jack Daniels in his hand and somehow did not get stopped. Wasn't even attempting to hide it. That was a miracle.
You dont bother people casually walking around with an open bottle of Jack unless you want to afroman treatment

 
We snuck in 2 gallons of popov vodka into '99 woodstock. I figured out how to pop the tops off of the 1 gallon water jugs without tearing the little seal/strip off the cap. Dumped the water out, poured in the popov and put the caps back on. I can vividly remember putting the gallon jugs on the table as we entered thru security. It was like slow motion watching them unknowingly pass them down the table.

Warm vodka and country time lemonade mix all weekend :X :X

 
We snuck in 2 gallons of popov vodka into '99 woodstock. I figured out how to pop the tops off of the 1 gallon water jugs without tearing the little seal/strip off the cap. Dumped the water out, poured in the popov and put the caps back on. I can vividly remember putting the gallon jugs on the table as we entered thru security. It was like slow motion watching them unknowingly pass them down the table.

Warm vodka and country time lemonade mix all weekend :X :X
:lmao:

It's amazing the cheap schwill a young body will tolerate in an attempt to get f'd up and/or laid.

We used to get the cheapest, largest plastic bottle of vodka and a gallon of the ghetto pre-made nameless fruit punch. We'd pour out about a third of the punch, add in the bottom-of-the-barrel vodka to the gallon, and shake vigorously. Presto! Unrefrigerated 'Fruity Absolutey' for the remainder of the night.

 
'84-'85, kinda blurry because I was pretty messed up back then...anyway, we used to get outfield, first row seats at Rangers' games in Arlington. Tix cost like $6. You could take in small coolers back then. I would mix up a batch of vodka/grapefruit in a two quart (before liters, kids) thermos thing and walk right in. Occasionally, ticket lady would sniff it, but the grapefruit juice overpowered the vodka (I guess) and we never had any problem. About the only way you could stomach a Rangers game back then. Oddibe McDowell, anyone?

 
Had girlfriend with a HUGE rack in college. Snuck and fifth into a concert. Neck of the bottle resting between cleavage. Body of the bottle below.

Made it through a light pat down. Of course male security doesn't come near the rack area.

Now they got females.

 
Auburn/LSU game, 2005. I taped mini-bottles of bourbon around both thighs and wore a skirt to mask it.

 
In college, I smuggled a 12-pack of beer and a 2-litre of Wine Cooler (yes, that long ago) into Notre Dame Stadium.

I wore a hoodie with the hand pouch around my waist, so that the hand pouch draped down behind my knees. I put the 2 liter in there. I had a rain coat that had tons of pockets. I filled these pockets with the beers.

When I got to the stadium, I was asked to splay my arms out wide so I could be patted down. This caused the unbuttoned raincoat to drape wide enough for them to pat down my legs, arms, torso, etc. but they never checked the coat or the hand pouch of the hoodie that hung about a foot an a half below my ###.

Got to my seat and pulled out a beer. My smartass friend was like, "I hope you brought enough for everybody," so I started handing beers out to the guys. At about the 6th one, people started really being impressed and making noise until all the beers were distributed. The hot girls who sat two rows behind us said, "What about us?" I reached behind me and nearly literally pulled the 2-liter of wine cooler out of my ### and handed it to the hottest one.

Good times.

 
Dodger Stadium 1997 - Dodgers vs. Cubs... wore my cubs jersey from my NABA (adult league) baseball team.

I smuggled a pint of 151 Bacardi in my waistband and proceeded to concessions to buy a large coke. We had great field level seats (3rd row near the dugout), but not so great for mixing drinks, so I headed for the restroom with coke in hand to prep my drink. Cubbies were always a big draw, so I had to wait in line for an open stall. Once inside, I dumped some of the coke in the toilet and poured most of the bacardi in the soda. PERFECTO! I then sat the cup on the toilet paper dispenser so I could take a leak before heading to my seat. As I'm pissing, someone enters the stall next to my and slams the door...BAM! @#&*! My drink goes flying off its perch and explodes on the floor beneath me, unleashing the unmistakable smell of 151 throughout the bathroom. A river of 151 & coke is now winding its way through the line of people waiting for open stalls. Everyone in line is booing me from outside my closed door. DAMMIT! So I pick up the now empty cup, tuck the mostly empty bottle back in my waistband, and open the door to reveal that the doosh who spilled his drink is none other than a Cubs fan. FML! The boos and expletives rose 10 octaves as I did the walk of shame out of the restroom. :bag:

 
I always smuggled a flask into basketball or football games in college. I couldn't imagine ever needing more unless the event were a showing of Shoah or something.

 
It was a sad day when they started selling soda in plastic bottles instead of in cups with ice.

 
Not me personally, but a guy I went to grad school with smuggled 2 cases in. He basically wore a pair of loose fitting hospital scrubs under sweatpants. He duct taped the legs of the scrubs shut at the ankles, and tied them really tight. He then loaded the legs with beer. The sweats went over it and made them look less bumpy/bulky. They only patted suspicious people down above the waist.
How the hell did that not make noise?! Even cans will make some interesting sounds when banging together. Impressive :thumbup:
I guess full cans make more of a dull clink, and the sweatpants had to muffle the sound. The thing that got me was this guy was maybe 5'7". Not a big guy. His legs looked abnormally large. They still never stopped him. He walked kind of odd with them in there too. Maybe they just assumed he had elephantitis or something.

 
Used to regularly sneak cases of beer into BC football games in baby carriages, don't allow them anymore though. Terrorists ruin everything.

 
Back during the short lived XFL days, the Memphis Maniax had taken up residence at the Liberty Bowl here in town, and buddies and I had jumped on some corner end-zone season tickets for ~$20/game.

The first game a buddy of ours (county sheriffs deputy) shows up looking rather....healthy. Turns out he has a good 8-10 tall boy cans tucked into his jacket... hardly even trying to conceal them. We all go about our concealment plans for an array of bottles of booze, then stride confidently toward the entrance.

Deputy guy goes second and is having to clasp his arms under his jacket to stop cans from falling out. It's painfully obvious whats going on. I'm behind him and I see this older security lady stop him, ask him if he's got anything in his jacket. He gives his best "awww shucks, ya got me" look, reaches into his jacket and pulls out a single can and hands it to the lady. She pauses for a second that seemed like a minute, then waves us through. :lol:

Best part we get up to our seats and are busy breakout out the loot and start mixing our drinks when our buddy Raff asks" anyone want some sausage? Everyone turns to find Raff, who's known for his eccentricity, has somehow stuck in a 1lb block of cheese, and a giant summer sausage that had to be pushing 2ft long... as well as a small paring knife and a roll out cutting board.

We all stare at him in shock, which is replaced by howling laughter. He just looks at us puzzled as if this was a perfectly normal thing to sneak into a WWF-knockoff football league game.

 
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sneak something into most every event mostly out of principle....refuse to support the price inflation....I realize for every one of us that sneaks something in there are many that don't and pony up the price....but I often wonder how much they would lose if they lowered the prices to a reasonable level and sold more quantity.....I'm sure it must be substantial since just about every place you go has prices through the roof....

vodka in water bottles is the main way in.....even hate paying the jacked up price for the soda/mixer but gotta have something.....some places let you bring in what you would use as a mixer, so that's always a bonus...

golf courses are as bad if not worse.....I wouldn't go through the hassle of sneaking #### on if they lowered the price....but I just can't see paying $20+ plus tip for a six pack.....they get such a discount per case anyway do they really need to hammer us that bad.....?

the most?....hard to say.....between a few of us we snuck in a couple handles to a Colorado State football game

 
Deputy guy goes second and is having to clasp his arms under his jacket to stop cans from falling out. It's painfully obvious whats going on. I'm behind him and I see this older security lady stop him, ask him if he's got anything in his jacket. He gives his best "awww shucks, ya got me" look, reaches into his jacket and pulls out a single can and hands it to the lady. She pauses for a second that seemed like a minute, then waves us through. :lol:
This is actually smart. Sacrifice one bottle to get the rest through.

 
When the Browns used to play in Cleveland Municipal, some guys sitting in the Dawg Pound used to bring a dog house into games until someone figured out there was a keg in it.

Not something you could even consider trying in these days, of course.

 
We used to be able to bring in unopened juice boxes, so we would get some OJ, lift the corner and use a syringe to extract some OJ and put in vodka.

Could smuggle in lots of mixed drinks this way. If you were careful, you could keep the 8 pack intact in the plastic and there was zero inspection.

When last exam of the term came, it was always a mad party afterward. We started bringing these in to the exam, start drinking with about half hr left and get a head start on a party buzz.

 
[SIZE=medium]Seeing how much booze you could sneak into the Ky. Derby infield was a non-stop arms race during the 90s. Big coolers were allowed, but always got at least a cursory search. I hit on the bright idea of buying a six-pack of Cokes, flipping them over, and draining several of them by opening them (gingerly) with a pointed can opener. Fill them up with bourbon, tape the holes shut, flip it back over and set it at the bottom of the cooler.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]This strategy worked for several years until the one time I was going through the search and a local camera crew decided to film the rent-a-cop digging around in the cooler. Naturally, he went nuts and searched every little thing, and triumphantly flipped over my six and confiscated it.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]What he didn’t realize at the time was that he was elbow-deep in 90-proof vodka which we had half-filled the cooler with for the ladies. A half-dozen packets of Kool-Aid later, life was good.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Another time we had an all-day outdoor concert to go to, on a scalding hot summer day. We took two gallons of orange juice, emptied them out half-way, and filled them up with vodka. Glued the plastic bit back on the cap so it looked like they hadn’t been opened, then froze them solid overnight. Carried them into the stadium the next day and things got real fuzzy from there, other than at one point Ted Nugent dared God to hit him with a lightning bolt when a sudden electric storm blew up during his headline set. Good times.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We recently had a set of those fake binoculars that held a pint apiece but my wife got them confiscated at a Buffalo Bills preseason game (why in god’s name would anybody care? They ought to be buying me beer to attend that thing).[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Best thing today are those soft-sided wineskins. Very easy to hide anywhere.[/SIZE]

 
The first and last time I've ever smuggled alcohol into an event was an Ozzy Osbourne concert decades ago. Had a pint of Southern Comfort in the waistband of my shorts and security just waived me through without a pat-down. It was my first general admission concert and I was not prepared for the wall to wall compressed sweating humanity. As the opening bands played we kept working our way to the front and could barely get a pull from the bottle because it was so utterly packed. I couldn't leave it out in the crowd because anyone who saw it would try to grab it. By the time Ozzy got on stage we'd managed to make it to front and center in the crowd, right on the riot fence.

While being the closest fan to Ozzy was cool, the security guards were stationed in the 5' corridor between the stage and riot fence so sneaking a drink was no longer possible. Even worse, the riot fence hit me right at waistband/bottle height. And of course, it was a glass bottle. With the crowd continually pushing forward we were permanently pinned against the fence, it was impossible to back away from the fence an inch, let alone enough to grab the bottle. All I could envision was the bottle shattering and skewering my junk.

It took about 3 minutes using both hands, but I was finally able to push the bottle further down so the fence wasn't pinning it. That allowed the bottle to drop out the leg of my shorts. It bounced off someone's leg winding up in the security guards' area. They picked it up and threw it away but had no idea where it came from.

Ironically even thought I ditched the beverage container that I'd brought in, I left with an alcoholic beverage container anyway. Throughout the show Zakk Wylde would finish his beverage and throw the cup into the crowd and I got one of them. Also Ozzy had a habit of spitting in between lyrics, not trying to hit anyone or anything, just clearing the spit out of his mouth. I can still see in slow motion Ozzy randomly spitting and it gently arcing down to land on the bald head of the security guard standing right in front of me.

 
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Myself and 3 buddies got a case and a half of beer and a pint into the old Boston Garden. Buy a soda, dump it out and pour it in cup. The funniest part was that we sat in a corner and we stacked up our empties along the wall. Good times for a high school kid. Would routinely bring in a six pack to this bar in college, buy one tap beer and pour the smuggled in ones in the cup in the mensroom.

 
In college, I smuggled a 12-pack of beer and a 2-litre of Wine Cooler (yes, that long ago) into Notre Dame Stadium.

I wore a hoodie with the hand pouch around my waist, so that the hand pouch draped down behind my knees. I put the 2 liter in there. I had a rain coat that had tons of pockets. I filled these pockets with the beers.

When I got to the stadium, I was asked to splay my arms out wide so I could be patted down. This caused the unbuttoned raincoat to drape wide enough for them to pat down my legs, arms, torso, etc. but they never checked the coat or the hand pouch of the hoodie that hung about a foot an a half below my ###.

Got to my seat and pulled out a beer. My smartass friend was like, "I hope you brought enough for everybody," so I started handing beers out to the guys. At about the 6th one, people started really being impressed and making noise until all the beers were distributed. The hot girls who sat two rows behind us said, "What about us?" I reached behind me and nearly literally pulled the 2-liter of wine cooler out of my ### and handed it to the hottest one.

Good times.
the loose jacket is the key. i would routinely smuggle in 4-6 40's into raider games. i would take it a step farther for the pat down person and grab the 2 bottom corners of the jacket and lift it and my arms to the sky, making it easier for them to pat me down. they never really checked out the jacket. :shrug:

 

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