Cheers to the Glue Guy
Without you, the guys would be lost to a world of soccer practice and honey-do lists. There’d be no golf trips, bachelor parties, or annual hog roasts — and sure as shit no beer league teams.
This company is for you.
You’re the idea man. You make the locker room fun. You bring the backup-backup case of beer on Tuesday nights — Wednesday morning staff meetings be damned.
You thrive on enthusiasm. And you are going to set your team up with the best damn uni's in the league. Somebody’s got to lead this bunch of idiots. So here's to you, you elegant bastard -- because you're the Glue Guy.
The Most Epic Bachelor Party of all Time
So epic, it was covered by the Wall Street Journal.
They told me to come find them in section 224 at the U.S.-Finland women’s hockey game, but really, they were impossible to miss. As a group, they looked like a bald eagle landing at a Fourth of July picnic inside a Toby Keith concert. They had on stars and stripes pants, and red, white and blue hockey jerseys that said USA on the front and KOREA 18 on the back. I didn’t know whether to shake their hands—or salute.
They were six pals, all in their early 30s, all from New York City, here at the 2018 Winter Olympics in Pyeongchang.
For a bachelor party.
“We’ve done the standard Vegas. We’ve done the beach. We’ve done all crazy kinds of stuff.
We'd had it with big-box jersey brands --
so we started our own company.