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Home Cool Stories The Freeport 500 was a plan concocted by a few Freeporters with the plan to have one island drink 500 beers in one night. As you read you must be questioning that this may be an easy task. We didn't know if it was, but it was a good excuse to party and use that Freeport pride to the maxx (even if it was just drinking mass quantities of beer).
So as you can imagine everybody was pounding the brewskies. I don't think I have seen that many team downings in my life. Every couple of minutes someone would yell "Bottoms Up!" or whatever and up went the beers. After every beer was finished the drinker would go to the tally board and tell whoever to check them off. The board was getting constantly checked off in spirit that we could accomplish this task.
As you can tell this happened through out the night and also you can tell that T-shirts were made in honor of this great game. I would have to say that Hud was the MVP for the night, he drank so many beers. He was thinking in the now, not the later. I bet he wished he thought about that.
 Like all good island parties there were fireworks, and assholes that were in charge of them. There were some Yarmouth people on the island that weren't participating in the activities, they were just getting stoned, and that's not cool. So we thought the best idea was to shoot the fireworks at them. We hit this one girl not once, but numerous times in the back and she didn't even move, she just complained. We did this many times throughout the night and one time I accidently hit Sean O' Brien in the neck. I thought I hit him in the face so Zack and I ran off. As we were getting chased I tripped over this big ass rock and fell on my face. The end result of that was a sprained toe for the summer and Sean coming up and saying that being hit in the neck was awesome. I thought he was going to be pissed, but he just wanted to explain how cool it was becasue it didn't hurt. What a strange fellow.
 A late night boat came in with a keg which rallied up mad points on the score board. Tony Merrill got the keg from work, I would he say he had this biggest impact on the outcome. So many keg stands, so many points.
As you can imagine Hud jumped on the keg stand bandwagon. You can also imagine that the boys got rowdy and took off their shirts in honor of the Freeport 500.
Once Hud finished his back to back keg stands a chant for a speech was made. You can only assume that Hud must be too drunk to stand, and that was the case. Many a boys had to hold Hud up so he can relay his speech. and his message to all was this: "This Beer... This Beer is Damn Good!" With the whole island at his attention an uproar of cheer came from the crowd and more drinking went on in celebration of his outlandish claim.
Like most parties get, everyone started to slow down. Seen here, Big Top is way too tired to even hold his head up. That's the result you want from a great event, everybody exhausted from a massive amount of gameplay.
The proof is in the pudding, we did it. It may be possible to say that we may have done 600, but who's gonna count them all? So next summer there maybe an ante up on this event. Maybe a 600 or a 700? All I can say is that Freeport came in like always waith a clean victory. Can I say clean? Nope, not at all. When we left we got caught in some fog and ended up spending a long ass time in Casco Bay trying to find the Harraseeket river. A shirtless Hud also woke up snuggled with Tony and his girlfriend. Hud claimed he couldn't find his shirt and had no rationale for why he was cuddled up with Tony. What a brilliant ending.
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