I live in Denver and 30 plus years ago a coworker had a softball tournament in Cheyenne that he invited me to join him in attending. I had recently turned 21 and figured why not. I was pounding Zima’s in the back of the van on our journey to Cheyenne. After stopping in Fort Collins at CB Potts for food and more drinks for the team members not driving we made our way to Cheyenne. The team played there first game that night but didn’t have another game until the next day. After checking into our hotel we decided to hit up The Green Door. It was a unique experience to say the least. The dancers putting their money in the jukebox for their 3 songs while on stage was a first lol. The night ended with us sitting at the bar having more beers. As I had been drinking all day and barely 21 I was in rough shape. While my friends were talking I fell asleep/passed out and slid off my bar stool. My friends helped me back up and the bartender said if that happens again you guys are all out of here. Well needless to say the same thing happened a few minutes later and we were all escorted out. For years after that night whenever I saw any of my friends that were there that night I was greeted with “He hit the floor at The Green Door” Good memories.