Honestly I hate to do it. I love B-dubs. Their menu is outstanding, their wings are perfection, and I would drink their sauces with a straw. But for us suffering Viking fans, it may be time find a new place that has wings, beer, and sports. Why you ask? Because of this tweet.
Sure it seems harmless, they’re just offering a helping hand to a fan base going through a hard time. How nice of them. But you know what B-dubs? Baltimore fans weren’t the only ones testing the limits of their livers this weekend. The Ravens weren’t the only team who showed up looking like they would have been better off playing water polo. The Minnesota Vikings also crapped down their legs (shocker), and Viking fans also needed something to take a 6 decade edge off. But where were you when we needed you? The entire state of Minnesota and fans around the world were ready to consume debilitating amounts of your sweet nectar, but you failed to lend us a helping hand. You failed to invite us into your palace of wings and beer and sports. You forgot about us. When their were two sets of footprints in the snow, one of them wasn’t you guiding me to the closest wild wings. It was me and my buddy, lost, looking to drown our sorrows but with no place to go. When there was only one set of footprints in the snow, it wasn’t you carrying me to a plate up parmesan garlic wings and a tall boy. It was me, carrying my buddy.
You left us hanging B-dubs, and I don’t even think it was on purpose. It was simply an oversight. Maybe you figured we were use to this by now? Valid point, we are, but that doesn’t mean we want to be alone on nights like that. Everyone needs a friend. Everyone needs to be offered a beer.
I don’t have a solution to this problem. I don’t know of other places were I can get such crispy and juicy wings. I don’t know who else has mozzarella sticks breaded and cooked to perfection. And I definitely don’t know who else makes chili con queso that I want to bathe in. This I vow to you though, I will find the answers to these questions. Next year, when the Vikings break my heart, someone will welcome not just me, but every Minnesota Viking fan into their establishment with open arms, a warm hug, even warmer queso, and ice cold beer.
It’s not me, it’s you.
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