Chad Renfro woke with a start at 6:18 AM at the Silver Cloud Hotel across the street from Safeco Field. He did not remember how he got into his room last night, and he definitely didn’t remember to shut his blinds as bright sunlight was pouring into the room, casting harsh judgment on the previous night’s activities.
Chad’s head was pounding as he rolled off the bed and crawled the bathroom to immediately vacant the contents of his stomach into the toilet. Huh, Chad thought, as he stared at what appeared to be some bits of a sausage and sauerkraut.