Personally the greatest moment in Americas Cup history will always be the night during the 2001 campaign when me and a couple of mates manage to gatecrash a private party at Coast nightclub hosted by the Prada team. We spent all night drinking their booze cracking onto their girls and eating their canapés. My friend got so drunk he accidentally walked into the kitchens instead of the toilets, and pissed in the deep fryer.
Well done (apart from the fryer, I've worked in kitchens), there's nothing better than waltzing into a corporate gig. The best incursions are always unplanned, and which have the most 'excess' -
Prada, America's Cup, Viaduct Basin, private party... - that just begs to be gatecrashed, they couldn't possibly spend the night's budget on their own.
I still don't really know what Deusche Bank really is, or how it operates, but that doesn't matter. I unwittingly walked into their Xmas party in central London in '97, and it was there I stayed!
I don't have much more to report on this topic of being somewhere fabulous where you shouldn't be , but as they say,
less is more.
Thank you, Deusche Bank.
Has anyone slid past some Warriors bouncers? (Bodene Thompson doesn't count, that'd be too easy).