Sophie's (hopefully) survives

I was in Sophie's Friday night when I overheard owner Bob Corton asking where he could pick up a copy of The Villager. Apparently, somebody had written an update on the fate of Sophie's and Mona's. Today I finally remembered to look up the story online. A nice piece by Patrick Hedlund, it can be read here. It inspired me to take a look at some pictures I shot in Sophie's August 16, 2005 (a Tuesday) and I was stoked to come across some pictures of my future teammates playing a match. While I am a relative newbie to Sophie's, I can definitely identify several of the people mentioned in the story. Obviously, there's Caveman (above), about whom the following was written: "Caveman, described as a large, brutish man with full beard, famously slugged pitchers of beer at a time — drinking directly from the source instead of a glass." Lots of other great tidbits. Well worth a read. I thought these two sentences were particularly well crafted:

The stories still hang in the dank ether of the rotting space, seen on the inexplicable tchotchkes adorning Sophie’s faded bar facade, and trapped inside the peeling paint and crumbling brick where the faces of drinkers past hang immortalized in original paintings. The stories are embedded in the wooden bar, which appears not to have seen a coat of lacquer since the Reagan administration, and etched into the well-trodden, chipped cement floor.